Not a disaster

At first I was going to title the post disasters but that's not true. I spent the weekend thinking about the same weekend last year. Our lives have changed a lot in the past year. Monday I think Cora was tired. I was trying to get a lot done and the harder I tried the worse things became. She cried and cried and cried that day. In the late afternoon we were going to make chocolate chip cookies. I melted the butter then took the flour out. It was infested with moths. So was the other flour and the sugar and nearly everything in the pantry. Instead of making cookies I threw a ton of food away. They were able to get into containers that I didn't think possible. It was hot and I was mad so I packed up the kids and took them out for dinner. A woman there said I was brave but I wasn't. It's just easier to go out to eat with three kids than cook and clean sometimes. That night was one of those nights. We stopped at the bookstore also before heading home. One the way home Cora cried. She cried more than she had ever cried before and was completely inconsolable. Nyla tried so hard though and it was really sweet. Even when we stopped and I was holding her she was fussy.

Tuesday started much better. Cora was exhausted and slept really well. I was able to get a lot of cleaning done. The fridge was emptied of old food, the dishwasher loaded, floors swept, laundry started, and lunch made among other things. Bohdin and Nyla's friend came over and they played downstairs while I was getting so much accomplished. Everything was going really well until evening. Bohdin was ready for his before bed snack and wanted a peanut butter sandwich. We were out of bread so I needed to go to the freezer and grab one I had frozen. I had almost bought bread the night before but decided not to for various reasons. That turned into a lucky thing because when I went out to the big freezer I saw that it was not freezing. At the time I thought Bohdin had left the door open. He was very sorry. I transferred some meat that had defrosted to the the fridge and made some meat for snacking. Later I was trying to put Cora and Nyla to sleep when I started thinking about the freezer again. I decided to go down and check it. Things didn't seem to be freezing in there like I expected. I told Buddy and when he went down he realized that it had just stopped working. The motor was running but it wasn't cooling. We spent the next almost hour transferring as much as we could into the little freezer and fridge. We ended up not losing that much. Ice cream was thrown out and some vegetables but everything else should be okay. We'll be eating a lot of meat and drinking a lot of juice in the next few days. I'm not looking forward to cooking it all in the hot kitchen but it could be worse. We were lucky that it wasn't worse.

Last Friday which feels like forever ago we went to the art museum. It was really crowded so we didn't stay long. Saturday we went to a birthday party. We had plans to go to an art car show later but I didn't have the energy to do so many things in one day.