Why it takes me thirty minutes to leave the house…
Posted on January 31, 2008
“Okay, Chloe, time to go bye-bye” (Start time)
Run upstairs to get Chloe’s shoes. (We have to keep them hidden or she will want to wear them, if she is wearing them, she assumes we are going bye-bye.) Back downstairs.
Chase down toddler, wrestle her into shoes. Convince her it is, indeed, time to clean up Mr. Potato Head’s body parts. After three rounds of the “clean up” song, Mr. Potato Head and his parts are in their bucket.
Mommy puts on socks, realizes the “black” socks she grabbed were actually “royal blue.” Run back upstairs to get correct color socks. Make mental note to buy another lamp for the bedroom so I can actually see my socks. Back downstairs.
Take 2, Mommy puts on socks and shoes, realizes she forgot ring and watch in bathroom. Runs to back of house to put on ring and watch, decides to use the restroom. While mommy is in the restroom, Chloe decides to play with her balls. Convince Toddler that it is, indeed, time to put away balls and we can’t go to Gymboree if the balls aren’t put away. After three rounds of “clean up” balls are back in their hamper.
Check diaper bag to make sure there are enough diapers and snacks. There is only one diaper. Run upstairs to get diapers. Back downstairs. Realize while putting diapers in changer that there is only one wipe. Run upstairs to get more wipes. Back downstairs.
Meanwhile, Chloe has completely destroyed the muffin I set next to my Pepsi for ME to eat on the drive to Gymboree. Run downstairs into the basement to get dust buster. Back upstairs, vacuum up muffin parts. Run into kitchen to grab another muffin for mommy.
Wrestle toddler into coat. Wrestle mommy into coat. Grab, purse, back pack, snack bag, milk for Chloe, Pepsi for mommy, muffin for mommy, oh, and Chloe. Dig keys out, realize I left both the kitchen light and the dining room light on. Put down Chloe, run to turn of lights, pick Chloe back up. Get out door, put down Chloe to have hand free for locking door, help Chloe down the stairs, then into the car. Wrestle toddler into car seat. Wrestle mommy into car seat.
Finally, we leave. (Stop time)
See, you could have left the house a lot faster if you were willing to leave to mess. I’d say it’s time to go throw on shoes and leave…
Now you know why my house is always messy.