Friday has Come and Gone
And I’m still alive. And she’s still alive. And I still have all my hair. And, in truth, I’ve been avoiding this because it’s not so easy. I hate admitting to wanting things I know I can never have. But staying home with her last week, even being tied to the computer and not really able to leave the house on a whim? I loved it. Granted, I liked having the occasional distraction that was work and it may have been because I knew there was an end in sight but I really enjoyed getting so much extra time with her. We had all sorts of fun and did actually get out to do a few fun things. Had I not been tied to the computer, well, it’s probably very good that I was or we’d never be seen again. Too many places to go and things to see and activities to do. Who knew having kids would be so fun?? And – being home with her for a whole week – well, all the more time to torture her…
