Not Me Monday!

So here I am again, another week, another Not Me Monday. Head over to MckMama's blog to see what (litteraly) the rest of the world had to say today! (Seriously people everyone post Not Me Mondays, I keep waiting to see one from Michelle Obama!)

What can I say its not like I make list of of all the things that I want to remember to mention in this thing. I so dont have time to just sit around thinking of all the things that I didn't do, but should have done this past week. I most certainly did not go to bed around 1 (or 2) am both Friday and Saturday nights only to pop right back up again at 7:30am the next morning feeling refreshed and well rested. I thendidn't have to listen to my husband declare that I function better on 4 hours of sleep then I do 9 hours of sleep. I also did not then consider seeing what would happen if I tried that little stunt all week, no y'all that would be just plain crazy... I at no point this week put my three beautiful children to bed 15 minutes early and I defiantlydidnt do it twice, which would have meant that everyone was in bed by 6:45pm (when it doesnt get dark till around 9pm). Nope I, being the super awesome cant get enough of my kids mom that I am, spend at least a hour every night reading to them and holding them and just over all basking in the joy of being their mom. I mean its not like I ever start thinking around 3:30 (right about the time they would be getting up from naptime) "okay Mandi only 2.5 hours to go... only 1.5 hours to go. Okay you can do this, just make it through dinner and it will be time for the little monsters angels to work as hard as they can to get out of walk happily to their bedrooms and yell for everything from potty to water and fall asleep straight away." Nope, no way I would never think anything as logical ridiculous as that. I did not take my three beautiful children to the park this weekend at naptime (because that would be silly) only to spend 30 minutes there and decide that I really should have ate before we left the house and then make them leave. I did not have to listen to my 5 yr old complain about how much she really really really wanted some of that (random person at the park's) watermelon and then tell her I was going to stop on the way home to get some for us. I also then of course did not totally (within 5 minutes) forget about said watermelon and drive straight home. Even more so I did not pretend to forget about said watermelon just so I wouldnt have to take all three of my monsters wonderfully behaved children into a grocery store when they all should have been at home napping. Oh and if I were going for bragging this week I wouldn't tell y'all about the fact that while at the park I did not have a 20 minute conversation with another couple about photography, while completely turning my back on the playground and forgetting to watch my children. Nope, no way!... I watch them like a hawk at all times! Because its just nothing like me, I did not snap at Ben today just because he asked me when we were going to put the house on the market. Then I didnt come home and start organizing, but then get totally (in true Mandi ADD fashion) sidetracked and end up making an even bigger mess by exchanging my winter clothes for my summer clothes. If that had happened I might have even gotten sidetracked enough to refold all of my clothes and then run out of time before the kids got up. So then leaving them all sitting in neat little piles all over our bed. Those clothes will not just go from those piles (if they were there I mean) on the bed to piles on the floor, blanket chest and papison chair. No way, if there were clothes on my bed (which there never are because I never ever let folded clothes just sit) myself or Ben would put them away as soon as we saw them. I mean who really sees laundry folded in a basket and then pretends like they didn't see it first. What kind of person would actually take something they want to wear out of the laundry basket in the familyroom without putting the rest of the stuff away? Thats just lazy y'all... And finally tonight. I did not take a job at the baby boutique I told y'all about last week. I will not be working there two days a week, simply because I am tired of looking at this house. I did not call my husband at work with a list (in hand) of all the "good" reasons I should take this job. I never take on more things then I can possibly handle only to end up letting ALL of the balls drop in the end. Nope I know my limits and I never cross them...