Well, this is embarrassing to admit. I thought I had posted this the day I wrote it.
Apparently my life is crazier than I thought and my brain has gone on vacation!
So here it is, three weeks later!
Happy New Year!!
To the FedEx delivery driver who showed up at 11:20am on New Year's Eve ::
I would like to apologize!
My house looked like I hadn't picked up a single thing or done dishes the whole year.
My oldest daughter (age 2.5) was crying hysterically because she forgot how to stand and did a "trust fall" straight to the floor.
My youngest (11 months) was pooping. You could hear and smell this process from the doorway.
I know you know it was her, but maybe you thought that smell was coming from me.
And I don't blame you if you thought that.
My appearance would suggest it was me, as I hadn't showered in three days. My hair was wild -- really wild! I had no makeup on. I also didn't sleep the night before due to my 11 month old who had screamed the whole night. So those dark circles under my eyes may have lead you to believe I was a vampire/zombie and not a human being.
I apologize because I'm sure you didn't want a peek into this world.
I'm sure you wanted to hand over that package to a normal, presentable looking human.
This is my life. My messy, beautiful life that I wouldn't trade for anything.
But I am apologizing, because you looked horrified.
Standing in your shoes, looking in, I honestly don't blame you one bit!
I hope your other deliveries offer more sane, cheerful experiences!
Happy New Year to you, sir!
Nicole -- a stay-at-home mom who did NOT have it together when you showed up today!
