Don't mess with the MOB

I have so much on my plate at the moment that the only sensible thing to do seemed to be sitting down to write a blog post in order to waste a little more of my precious time. Anyhow...I was reflecting on all that occupies me as Mummy Owner-Builder (MOB). So it's 9.25 am now and this is how my day has gone so far:

5.40 am wake up with Baby Bee presented to me as a parting gift from Captain Laird as he dashes off to work, kid breakfasts, lunch-making, hair brushing, showering (woohoo!) while at the same time pondering the fact that I'm fairly sure our plumber can't just randomly dig up the neighbour's yard in order to run the storm water drains to the connection point, Googling the council website to try and find that info, pondering the left over dirt from the footings excavation and my need to get on with finding someone with a truck and dog, plus bobcat (yeah, I don't know either) to get it out of the way before frame day arrives, reminding myself to call the termite barrier guy, the building surveyor, and one of the school mums about a sleepover here Saturday night, fretting about WHEN I am going to get the house shipshape for the property advisor coming to House Number 1 on Saturday, and then finally loading everyone in the car for the 45 minute school run. Home to to convince Baby Bee to sneak in an early nap before playgroup, whack on a load of washing left over from the weekend away, a quick call back to a potential Dirt Dude, a quick call to identify myself and establish rapport and trust with the school mum, find out she is very familiar with the Lovely Building Company so get distracted by that, hand chop fresh chicken for the cat who has developed champagne tastes since her teeth were removed, prepare to clear breakfast dishes and let out a big sigh when I realise eldest daughter has skipped out on dish washer unpacking duties. ....

Yesterday was a similar mad dash, with a four hour window where Bee was being babysat. So I ran around in the rain buying a second oven which will go in the butler's pantry, kettle for building site "office", sample pot of paint to help choose cabinet colour for laundry, checked out handles, checked out tiles, got overwhelmed in a lighting store, re-filled car running its own fuel economy challenge, dodged road-raging pedestrians brandishing umbrellas, sloshed around through mud and rain to drop some stuff off on the building site, bought party decorations for the birthday Saturday night, pit stop at supermarket, late school pick up, washed all children, banged out dinner for 5 then off to book group. Home again to finish off the day with a peruse of the home building forums before fade to black.

Then spent the night dreaming about being COMPLETELY unprepared for a new client I am seeing next week.


I think I am going to develop Acquired Attention Deficit Disorder with all these clashing roles!