The husband and I do a fairly decent job of dividing up tasks related to the children. Well, all tasks if you get right down to it. So when he has to go out of town for any reason & for any length of time it throws the whole system out of whack. It’s not just me that feels it; the gremlins feel the pain too. There is more rushing, more yelling, more rushing, less time for lounging in PJs, more yelling. You get the picture.
Well a couple weeks back he went out of town with his folks for a couple days, leaving me home to manage the homestead & the gremlins. It was only two days and it felt like an eternity. This time it’s for a whole week. That means I have to take Honey bunny and Pumpkin to school in the morning! Yeah, I’m sure that there are some of you out there (maybe only one of you that actually read this) that have to take both children ~or however many children you have, I really couldn’t say cause I may or may not know you & your children~ to school each day. I’m sorry. I’m just not used to it! I’m not used to making the lunches. I’m not used to leaving the house at 7:25am in order to get Honey bunny to school on time. I know! I know. I know. What genius decided that the children should start school at 7:45am?! And then let them out at 1:50pm!? This is not at all helpful for people who work. Either times.
Alright, that sort of got off topic. But like tonight, making dinner, doing the dishes, and then having to do the bath time thing. Usually he’s here to run interference for me. It at least buys me some time to finish up one thing or another. Without him here? I’m forced to beg, BEG the children to PLEASE assist me and stop hitting your sister and no, its not ok for you to watch that tv show and go brush your blasted teeth for the 1,000 time. It’s a tough gig. And despite the fact that I put Pumpkin into bed at 7pm doesn’t mean she’ll stay there or even go to sleep for like an hour or two. Instead, I get to play pinball between the two girls rooms… except I’m the ball & you don’t want to be the ball. You want to be the one hitting the ball between all the thingamabobs that score points. Really, it’s exhausting. Oh, and not forgetting to mention the fact that Pumpkin wakes up with the chickens. Around 5am -ish she’s standing next to my side of the bed telling me she’s ready for breakfast. I’m ready for my breakfast Mommy, get up. Nice.
There is one thing that I like about the husband being out on business… I get the t.v. remote! Finally. But this poses a challenge for me as well because now I have to make a decision. Watch a movie? Which movie? Watch t.v. shows? Which t.v. shows? Or do I read a book? Like the 600 page book club book that we’re currently reading? Or do I twitter or blog? Or browse around twittermoms? What about the 609 items waiting in bloglines – yes, really 609 as of this minute – do I read those? Decisions .. decisions. I’ll make it through, no doubt about it. Thankfully it’s only a temporary deal. Not that much time left before he returns! You can do it. Think positive! Tomorrow will be a better day, one can only hope.
Thanks for listening (or reading, if you must be technical),