Hump Day

Oh, Hallelujah! Wednesday already.

Yesterday, after hacking up a new assortment of fun stuff into various kleenexes, I called into work, took the kids to school, and crawled back into bed until 1:30 p.m. and I am much the better for it. Much the better. The cold is still here today, but just barely. I am squishing it like a little bug.

After I got up, I cleaned my entire house (except for Sam's room, he noted), changed the vacuum bag, vacuumed the whole house (after sweeping, I know! Quel miracle!), and then changed the bottle and the bottom of the swiffer wet jet and used that on the whole house, put all the dishes in the dishwasher and wiped down all the counters, and cleaned the bathrooms. Now that Jen is graduating, I am either going to have to hire a new Jen (if I can find one I like as well as her) or just be Jen myself. I have to say, even though it is much nicer simply to walk into a clean house, I did feel better about myself as a human being for doing it myself. And more inclined to keep it clean, so I don't have to do that all again Monday before we leave.

Sam told me yesterday that he has grown out of his jeans, and I sat and watched Tommy try on three pairs that were too short the other day, so last night after I picked them up, we went to JC Penney and bought a cell phone's worth of new clothes, including a sweater for each kid, and one pair of sale jeans in a slightly larger size for me, so I can eat at the farm and still have jeans to wear if I put on holiday weight. Then, threw some dinner at them, ran and got Tommy new shoes, and got their father a present from them (gift certificate) so they can give it to him on Thursday.

We came home for half an hour, pant pant, watched Christian's new ants (they're alive! They're alive!) and then rounded them up to go to Robin's Christmas party (which is confusing because their father is dating a Robyn, who works with me by the way-- small, incestuous town-- and she has been forewarned, so I don't want to hear it when she finds out who he really is) which was nice, but I didn' t keep them there very long.

So, today I am having lunch with a woman whose son is autistic, and I have an appointment to have Christian seen by a specialist 90 miles away at 8:45 a.m. on February 7. Niiiiice.

I am seriously tempted to go and ask my boss if there is any way that I can start working ten hours a week from home so I can leave every day at 3:00. I just feel like I would be able to get a lot more done around the house, and have more time with the kids if I did that, and I could save money by not having to enroll them in the After-School Program. However, I don't want to rock the work boat... Maybe I will wait and see what the specialist says and then think about it.

What is new with you?