It’s single parenting take II starting today as John works
from Portland. On these days I count myself successful if the kids have
clothing on, are not starving, and remain alive. It’s all very uncivilized. I
ended the afternoon with a medley of broccoli, peas and pears on my sweatshirt
shoulder. And perhaps a bit of snot – it’s tough to tell. There was little (no)
time for myself between getting all The Things done for the girls to start back
at school tomorrow, and keeping O occupied. But I did manage to get my entire
bed laundered and looking fresh to death like a million bucks. One of my
favorite things in the world… If one of my deepest desires came true and I was
given a laundry goddess to do *ALL* my laundry each day, she would probably
find me very difficult and indulgent… because I would have her wash all my
sheets every day. That’s how much I love fresh clean sheets. There is nothing
like it, and they are different even after one night. But tonight… they are
brand new, crisp-ity fresh from the dryer, and I get to sleep in them all by
myself. HAPPY.
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