Monday, March 21, 2011

Bum on the Park Bench

"You look like a bum sleeping on a park bench," said Big D to me on Saturday.

It was true.  Why did he say this?  Let's rewind.

Friday happened to be a long day.  Really, it had been a long week.

Friday was the climax.  I woke up early to start cleaning the house.  I ran out to teach my Stroller Strides class.  Then I hurried home to squeeze in a quick shower.  After that, it was time to get the house ready for 5 kids and 1 babysitter.

In the afternoon, I left to attend one of the saddest funerals I have ever been to.  There were many tears shed not just by me that afternoon.

Emotionally drained, I came home to relieve the babysitter, fix something for dinner and clean the house again.

That night we had a "girls' night" at our house.  There were lots of treats, laughter, chatting and a corny romantic comedy movie.  It was enjoyable, but I stayed up way too late.

Saturday morning I woke up with what felt like a major hang over.  Massive headache, puffy eyes and zero energy.  Everywhere we went on Saturday, I fell asleep.

And it just so happened to be a beautiful sunny day on Saturday.  We had to get outside.  We walked to the park after a necessary trip to REI (my boys love that place).  Big D started playing with T Bear on the playground.  Baby Cub was asleep in the stroller.  Next thing you know, I was laying down on a park bench going to sleep.

That's when Big D walked over and said, "You look like a bum sleeping on a park bench."

It was true.  I didn't care at all.  I was so tired.

Now,  I laugh about it.  I can't believe I curled up on a park bench and seriously went to sleep.  It was a rough week.  It's over now, and here is to a better week.  One that doesn't end with me sleeping on park benches.

-Miss T


  1. You are such a champ Ten.

    I think we all could use a "like a bum in a park bench" moment in our lives. I feel like it gives us a little better perspective of the people whose life literally does include nights sleeping on the streets or on benches. They are probably physically and emotionally drained as well. Helps us to remember to be grateful for what we do have.

  2. ah, brock. way to teach us all a good lesson.

    i love this, ten. i would have done the very same thing! i nap in a park on a lovely day on a park bench sounds quite nice, actually.

    sorry to hear you had a rough week . . . especially about the funeral :( hope you are recuperated and feeling better this week!