My husband was around a lot this past week, which plays hell on my work ethic. Take yesterday for instance:
After taking SK to school, we went out for breakfast. Lingered a little too long over coffee. We came home and I cleaned up the kitchen and he did some paperwork, but then he needed to run to the bank and to Home Depot. I went with him just to get out of the house. After Home Depot, I remembered I wanted to go to Game Stop, which is several towns over. By the time we were done with that, it was lunchtime. Another restaurant, more lingering over coffee. By the time we got home, TK was walking in the door and shortly after it was time to pick up SK.
3:30 and I hadn’t done anything except wash a load of dishes. Oh, and drink a lot of coffee. Sad.
Then we sat through one of the strangest Olympic opening ceremonies ever just to get a glimpse of Wayne Gretzky. Bobby Orr was a nice bonus, but we staggered to bed shortly after midnight, the effect of too much coffee having long since faded.
SK came into my room and woke me up at 7:30 to tell me it was 7:30. Gee, thanks.
So today I’m going to try to get some work done. But first we’ll go out and get some breakfast. And linger over coffee…
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Sounds like life.
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I lost my rhythm back in September when my sort-of adult daughter’s schedules changed. I had every day from 9am to around 4pm where I was alone except for the dogs and cat. I sat in silence, or played some quiet music, and wrote. And wrote.
Now, their schedules have changed and I’m never alone, it’s never quiet, I don’t get more than 10 minutes to myself and I’m really beginning to resent their constant intrusion. I’ve hardly written anything since this started. Just when the story starts rolling, they start talking to me.
And it does no good to lock myself in somewhere. They just pound on the door until I open it.
*sigh*
Can I go for coffee too?
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NEVER FEEL GUILTY ABOUT SPENDING TIME LIKE THAT WITH HUBBY.
Enjoy your time together just the two of you…remember it’s an answer to your prayers…
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I want to have a day like that. To be honest, I’d like to have a lifetime of days like that. Enjoy em!
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I do try to appreciate spending lazy days with my husband. But…only so many at a time. We’re definitely one of those couples that functions best with regularly scheduled apart time.
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I understand about needing your away time…believe me, mines home sick so I’m looking forward to him getting better and going back to work…
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Your story last year hit too close to home and I love hearing about how Mr. S is doing and especially his interaction with you and the kids……it still chokes me up and always makes me hug hubby extra close…even though he’s germy I’m off to hug him now.
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It’s funny because maybe six months ago I confessed to Mr S that sometimes I miss that horrible times. He didn’t get it at first, because who would wax nostalgic about a time when we thought he might die? But we were so close during that time. Sitting close. Holding hands. Talking about real stuff.
But time goes on and the terror fades and real life resumes. And sometimes I do miss the relationship we had during those darkest of weeks.
Now I’m all sappy and warm & fuzzy-feeling and he, of course, went to work today.
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See when you comment on Mr S it brings all those scary things you went through (and I fear) back to me…well that and hubby’s regular cardiology visit. We had a mini scare about the same time and it’s funny how every day life changes…and then slowly slips back to normal as the days pass.
I’m glad ya’ll are back to the normal life cause living the scary life constantly would make ya nuts. But just so you know I still send a prayer up when Mr S is mentioned and hug hubby a little tighter…especially the latest one about him and SK doing cafeteria oatmeal (thoses are the memories you’ll remember and laugh about years from now believe me).
I agree sappy and warm fuzzy…to bad hubby is all hacky & snotty…