Well, yesterday did indeed suck, although part of the suckage may have been because, to borrow a phrase from Nicole, I am now on my Ladies’ Holiday.
Which is not surprising, I guess, considering Baby G weaned completely this past week, but seriously, WTF, uterus? Can you not give me just a couple of more weeks? THIS IS GOING TO HAPPEN AGAIN OVER CHRISTMAS, ISN’T IT???
Last night and again this morning I worked with my dad at a trade show, and that was fun – I pulled my ‘business casual’ attire out of the back of the closet and pretty much did my old, pre-childcare job for a few hours. While I was gone, the children got fed, the dishes were washed, and everyone was in good spirits when I got home. A change is as good as a rest, I suppose.
Also, I did manage to get my outdoor decorations up, and they look nice both at night and in the daylight, which is always my goal.
And it was “BOGO Week” at our grocery store, which we LOVE, because we are giant dorks who derive huge pleasure & amusement out of stocking up on sale items so we can have smaller grocery bills some weeks. I should have realized Aunt Flo was about to visit because I bought EIGHT BRICKS OF CREAM CHEESE, while yelling “it’s buy one get one! I have Christmas baking to do!!”
Which I do, but I’m not sure where eight bricks of cream cheese and three pounds of butter are going to end up, exactly. You know, other than on my ass.
However, things are better. Tomorrow is our cooking day and that’s actually fun. Plus it’s supposed to rain all day & I quite like rainy days as long as I’m not working.
I shall drink hot chocolate and bake. There are worse ways to spend Sunday.