As many of you know, we live in a one bedroom apartment. The demons have the bedroom, and me and Daddy, sleep on a pull out couch. (That sounds creeptastic. Sorry.) Anyway, we decided to invest a bajillion dollars into a LOVESAC Sactional. Here's how we did it...
1. Go to the mall for lunch, without your kids, and with your favorite sister, and decide to browse.
2. Walk into LOVESAC to see their beanbag chairs.
3. Fall in love with the salesguy's every word, and BEG your husband to listen to the reasons we need to part with a bajillion dollars.
4. Do your taxes.
5. Wait for taxes to be returned to you.
6. Pay off all you owe, so you feel better about buying a Sactional.
7. Go back to LOVESAC and buy it. Convince them to deliver it as immediately as possible.
8. Be surprised, and unprepared, when it shows up 3 days into their 7-10 day delivery schedule, because you're good at begging.
9. Stare at 14 unpacked boxes til your husband gets home.
10. Try cleaning out the toys and junk in the way of getting the old couch out, while your precious children put it all back where you found it.
11. Try wrangling your kids into one room, so they don't get in the way. Repeatedly. Like 12 times. One may end up injured. Feel bad and set them free.
12. Throw the old couch away, by kicking it down the stairs, saying "goodbye! I hate you!" It's okay to imagine someone you actually wouldn't mind kicking down your stairs, saying that, while doing it. It's therapeutic.
13. Start unpacking the 14 boxes, with "help" from the 3 worst helpers you know.
14. Finally, after an hour and a half, get the pieces covered, and in the correct room.
15. Get into 17 "friendly" disagreements, because someone can't visualize the words, "one right here, and there, and that one not there anymore, because then it's not the right shape."
16. Try hard to get 3 kids, that may be part monkey, and totally crazy, to stay off the pieces. When that doesn't work, emergency tubby time. The kind that starts hot, and ends shivering, with "Iiiii feeeezin!" cries. And allows someone to actually read the easy way to put it together directions.
17. Finally have it together enough to call it done. Tell the kids no food ever, ever, ever when they want to eat mac n cheese on it.
18. Get the kids to bed and stay up late watching Orphan Black, eating Doritos and drinking cokes, on the couch you said no food allowed on.
19. Sleep like you dream about, and shut off three alarms the next morning, before you drag yourself out.
20. Repeat that last step, as many times as your lifetime guarantee, on the most comfortable couch ever, in the history of ever, allows.
And there you have it, 20 steps to getting the best bajillion dollar couch into your living room.
Thursday, April 30, 2015
Thursday, April 2, 2015
April 2nd, just another date.
I don't like awareness days and months. Honestly, I've never understood the point of them. Yes, you can wear your color, and light your light bulbs, but then what? Are you going to make an actual change? Are you going to do something that shows you learned something?
I never thought I would have such a close relationship with someone autistic. Then almost 5 years ago, I gave birth to my awareness. I knew around 6 months old, that I got a different one. It's funny to me, in high school one of our teachers used to say, "don't make fun of someone different than you, you still don't know what you're going to get." That always stuck with me. I mean, he said that at least 18 years ago, I think. I have always tried to be friends with everyone, unless I had a reason not to. I'd like to think I'm a pretty good judge of who is a good person to be friends with, and who isn't. So, you would think based on his warning, I made fun of people different than me.
But I didn't, because having Baduka has been one of my greatest joys in life.
Sure, there's been days where the autism awareness level has been through the roof. I joke, and say his autism rash is flaring on those days. And there's been days where I've cried at the frustration, and the questions, and the what next. But then I turn, and he's reading a book. I'm so amazed at who he is becoming.
And those are the times that I like to think that I got Baduka, because I am friends with those that are different. I am aware of those that may be harder to get to know, and love. And whoever was in charge of placing that amazing boy into my life knew that I didn't need a day, or a month, or a color, or a bulb to know that I would love him. I would love him so much.
Be nice to people, no matter who they are. Some of your greatest joys and days will come from it. Stop using a date on the calendar to realize true friendships can be found in faces all around you. Accept that some people have a different path in life to take, but that doesn't mean you can't walk a few steps with them. I promise you both will part ways better for it.
I never thought I would have such a close relationship with someone autistic. Then almost 5 years ago, I gave birth to my awareness. I knew around 6 months old, that I got a different one. It's funny to me, in high school one of our teachers used to say, "don't make fun of someone different than you, you still don't know what you're going to get." That always stuck with me. I mean, he said that at least 18 years ago, I think. I have always tried to be friends with everyone, unless I had a reason not to. I'd like to think I'm a pretty good judge of who is a good person to be friends with, and who isn't. So, you would think based on his warning, I made fun of people different than me.
But I didn't, because having Baduka has been one of my greatest joys in life.
Sure, there's been days where the autism awareness level has been through the roof. I joke, and say his autism rash is flaring on those days. And there's been days where I've cried at the frustration, and the questions, and the what next. But then I turn, and he's reading a book. I'm so amazed at who he is becoming.
And those are the times that I like to think that I got Baduka, because I am friends with those that are different. I am aware of those that may be harder to get to know, and love. And whoever was in charge of placing that amazing boy into my life knew that I didn't need a day, or a month, or a color, or a bulb to know that I would love him. I would love him so much.
Be nice to people, no matter who they are. Some of your greatest joys and days will come from it. Stop using a date on the calendar to realize true friendships can be found in faces all around you. Accept that some people have a different path in life to take, but that doesn't mean you can't walk a few steps with them. I promise you both will part ways better for it.
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