Kevin has been out of town for five days, dealing with his parents’ estate, and I am feeling a bit ragged with all the duties of feeding the children and herding them through homework landing on my solo adult head.
Yesterday I worked straight through from 7 a.m. – 9 p.m., and the day before was similar, and I’m trying NOT to be a workaholic anymore, so that was no fun.
I’m definitely more short-tempered than usual this week, so apologies to anyone if I’ve been snippy. Also feeling like I’m having more trouble than usual keeping track of things. Solo parenting is no joke; every time I do it for even a few days, I am so impressed with the people who do it full time. Kavi and I were BOTH in tears over her homework on Tuesday. Kevin comes back Sunday. CAN’T WAIT.
Just finished teaching (good, but also exhausting), so this is sort of the end of my week, though I do have several meetings tomorrow and in theory, a reception to go to honoring me for my promotion (that they still haven’t sent me a letter about??). I may bail — not sure if I’m going to feel up to traveling to campus again just for that. (It’s at the same time as my department start of year party, unfortunately, so I’m missing that too, boo.)
I think it’s time to tuck myself in with a blanket on the couch, order Thai food (grateful we can afford to get takeout once in a while when feeding the children feels like too much), and read a lovely fluffy romance (The Earl Who Isn’t). There’s lots of e-mail waiting, but it can wait ’til morning. Mary Anne is DONE for the day.
What I really want to do is write, but Friday is so chopped up with meetings, I doubt I can manage it. But Saturday — maybe I’ll make it to the shed on Saturday. The combination of repellent and strong fan will surely be enough to keep away the mosquitoes, right?
