So my daughter’s birthday was today and I have no idea why
but I agreed to host a sleepover with a few of her closest friends. Um, yeah,
so that became 10 people. What can I say, she’s a little social butterfly! So
the best way to work these things is to not operate in a bubble and instead,
get help from friends and family. So I enlisted help from my girlfriend K who has been out of the country and decided not to come back for another month.
So she was out. Then my relative M said she would help but her mom got ill and
my mom had to fly out to see her. So she was out! Then my girlfriend S said she would help but didn’t reply to my text or show up at all. She actually
fell asleep and by the time she woke up, I was well into the party so I didn’t
see the point in her coming. The prep is probably what killed me.
Let me put this into perspective for you. We recently
downsized from a three story, luxury town home, with 4 bedrooms, 3.5 bathrooms
and a ton of space! Now we live in a 2 bedroom apartment. We sold stuff, gave
away stuff, kept stuff, donated stuff… and there was STILL stuff!! And that
stuff was in the living room of the new apartment. So I needed to get all of
that out of there for her party. That involves, sorting, washing, tossing,
organizing etc. THAT was the laborious part.

Over this weekend I greeted and
entertained 10 seven and eight year olds, cooked three meals, washed dishes
about 4 times, cleaned the ENTIRE house (I will note here that my husband did
the floors), resolved disputes, played games, created projects, fixed stuff
that broke and probably a few other things.. FINALLY, by 11pm everyone was
tucked in and asleep! That’s when the baking was supposed to begin but I
clearly was enjoying a pipe dream because my exhaustion level was beyond the
scales. Instead, I fell asleep.
So I woke up around 6:45am and several of the
girls were already up. WHYYYYYYYY?????!!!!!! Oh, did that slip out? My bad.
Anyhoo, I started baking the birthday cake immediately and once I got it into
the oven, I cooked breakfast. Crescent rolls, pancakes and bacon with Honest
juice. All organic, of course. They tore it up!! I silently patted myself on
the back.

After that we needed to get dressed and load up to head to
the bowling alley. What? You thought it was over? Heck no! The party was JUST
getting crunk! Wait? Is that word still in? It seemed appropriately placed
right there so let me know if that was a foul on the play. Anyway, they loved
the bowling and my little girl felt wildly celebrated. She also discovered that
she’s pretty darn good at bowling (with the bumpers of course). There were a
couple of late pick ups so I didn’t get back to my bed until around 4:30ish. I
fell asleep around 6 and slept through until the next morning. Talk about
tired!! But it was all worth it. Can I get an Amen from the parents out there? Thanks.
J