from saturday night
I’m sitting here armed with stuff for a night by myself: the laptop, a glass of iced tea, a piece of cheesecake, soup in the fridge for after the cheesecake when I want something savory to balance the sweet, a new steno pad (I finally gave in and just bought a 12 pack since I go through them like water with list after list,) 3 Redbox movies (because inevitably at least one will be awful and I really want to watch a movie,) a pen, a pencil, my planner, chapstick, a stack of tissues and a list about a mile long of business stuff that I need to do.
This week was a blur. Just the sort of blur you’d expect in January. Not much of anything major, but it all added up. Sickness and tired days followed by nights of too much coughing. My car officially died. I watched a 3 year old full anger as he ripped the shades off the windows and realized how little I know as a parent. We tried to new(to us)-car-hunt with only one car and a house full of stuffy noses. Our lungs filled with cold air as we raced in and out of cars and thanked the heavens above for the in-laws letting us borrow one of their cars so that we weren’t walking the kids back and forth to school all week while we’re all sick and it was freezing. I cleaned and got rid of more stuff one room at a time. Made smoothies to try to match Orange Julius (oj + vanilla yogurt + some sugar + a banana + splash of vanilla) and it was the best thing I’ve tasted in months. We got an inch or two of snow and I felt like the worst mom ever as I made the kids watch from inside because I just didn’t have it in me to bundle them up and take them outside. We bundled ourselves up and walked a few blocks in the most glittery snow we’ve ever seen to have a date at the local bar since the roads were too snowy to drive anywhere and my mom was babysitting.
I keep turning the tv down because it gets too loud and I worry that it’ll wake up kids, but then I remember that everyone else is gone. John went to a concert in Philly and the kids are having a sleepover with the Grandparents. I needed time alone today a whole lot more than I’d like to admit. I wanted to invite some friends over to just relax, but there are way too many germs in this house from this week of snotty noses to have anyone in here and spread more of that goodness around. So, I work. And blog. And it feels good.