Day in Bullets
* Everyone was home today.
* JD was hurtin' HARD today (TMI?), along with a headache and a cold
* I spent most of my day dealing with the boys; while JD stayed in our room, watched "Grey's Anatomy," and prepared for her class tonight
* JD left me with the boys at 5:30pm to go teach class. Tonight is night 1 of 12 Monday nights with her away.
* The self-pitying part of me keeps thinking of Wednesday nights when I go to Scouts. I leave when Nigel is going down for the night and Calvin watches one last show. JD gets to leave while the kids are in the bath. I then get to wrangle them out, get them dressed, and then put both of them to sleep.
* I am so freakin' eager to get back to "normal" with a morning of solitude.
* Signed up for 100 free mp3s trial membership at emusic.com. Twelve downloads down already. Gotta prioritize what I want to download: what classics am I missing and what new music is worth grabbing.
* Had a business meeting this afternoon at Starbucks. I can still claim to have never purchased anything for myself there. For the second time, someone else bought me a hot chocolate.
* JD was hurtin' HARD today (TMI?), along with a headache and a cold
* I spent most of my day dealing with the boys; while JD stayed in our room, watched "Grey's Anatomy," and prepared for her class tonight
* JD left me with the boys at 5:30pm to go teach class. Tonight is night 1 of 12 Monday nights with her away.
* The self-pitying part of me keeps thinking of Wednesday nights when I go to Scouts. I leave when Nigel is going down for the night and Calvin watches one last show. JD gets to leave while the kids are in the bath. I then get to wrangle them out, get them dressed, and then put both of them to sleep.
* I am so freakin' eager to get back to "normal" with a morning of solitude.
* Signed up for 100 free mp3s trial membership at emusic.com. Twelve downloads down already. Gotta prioritize what I want to download: what classics am I missing and what new music is worth grabbing.
* Had a business meeting this afternoon at Starbucks. I can still claim to have never purchased anything for myself there. For the second time, someone else bought me a hot chocolate.