One of my most popular posts last year was a recap of the ridiculous things that tiredness and exhaustion made me do during the early days of this second outing of child-rearing.
Showering with my glasses on. Putting the kettle in the fridge and the milk on the kettle heating unit. Draining the water from the pasta… before I’d added the pasta.
Like I said, ridiculous things.
I felt silly posting it. But, bless your cotton socks, you all came to the party. You laughed. You sympathised.
And, best of all, you shared your own tales of tiredness and exhaustion.
So get ready for round two. Forgive the cut and paste job – I’m currently living through a reprise of the tiredness and exhaustion stage. In fact, the first one below is a newly ridiculous thing I’ve done since the original post. But the rest are yours. Thank you!
You know you’re tired when you get orange juice instead of milk for your corn flakes.
You know you’re exhausted when you realise this, then pour the juice on anyway.
You know you’re the walking dead when you seriously contemplate eating the orange juice corn flakes rather than going through the whole process again because it just seems like. TOO. MUCH. EFFORT.
When I had a new baby, I went to the local Harvey Norman to print out photos, and waited for 15 minutes while they printed. I started chatting with a lady and before I was about to leave she asked me what the deal was with my shoes. I looked down and realised I was wearing one thong and one shoe! (Eleise)
We were so tired when Twitchette came along and decided to be a two-hourly waker, that in between we fell asleep so hard that one weekend morning we slept right through a neighbour banging on the door to tell us our dog had not stopped barking. That is a good effort. (Twitchy)
Last week I jumped in the shower with my socks on! (Annaleis)
There really is nothing like the brain melt of a new baby. I poured milk into my Berocca the other morning. Thankfully I woke up before I actually drank it. (Erin)
Just yesterday I was visiting my granny in hospital and I got out on the wrong floor not once, but twice. Thankfully I realised my mistake pretty quickly and didn’t have to wait for another lift. (Tegan)
Last week I attempted to put the hand mixer in the fridge. Not sure what I was thinking! (Jess)
My worst exhausted mum thing to do was leaving Lottie at the checkout and not even realising I was pushing a trolley not a pram for about 20 minutes! (Maxabella)
Thank you all for making me feel like it’s not just me. And for making this one of the easiest blog posts I’ve ever written!
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to brush my pyjamas, put my bed on and climb into teeth. For what I hope is a loooooong, uninterrupted sleep. Nighty night.
What’s the silliest thing you’ve ever done while tired?