[You could also read last week’s report, or even start at the beginning.]
This week was surprisingly difficult. You would think by week friggin’ four I would have gotten used to the whole thing, but somehow it just took this long for me to crack. Or something.
First of all, the days are really starting to run together, as The Daily Show recently pointed out. There’s little incentive to go to bed at a certain time, or to get up at a certain time for that matter. I thought the return of those shows that I consider my window onto the world would be helpfu
Okay, how about I make a list of all the advantages of being stuck at home?
- I only have to do laundry every other week now.
- I haven’t been to the gas station in about a month.
- I’m saving a butt-ton in lunch money.
- My house key has always been a bit flake
y— I think it just wasn’t cut properly in the first place. But now I don’t need to use it any more. It is literally never the case that I come home when no one else is there to let me in any more.
- I’m starting to get a little sun on my shoulders from sitting out by the pool with the kids.
No, I don’t think that’s helping. I could almost get excited about starting summer early ... but it just started raining again. I hear it’s supposed to rain until Thursday this time.
So overall a hard week. I had to cut my middle child’s hair for him. I had to keep The Mother from freaking out that our eldest child had booked a flight to New Jerse
On the other hand, I also had to play videogames with my baby gir