So… I got a little bit going on these days.
My hubby left for Utah 8 days ago and left me with the kids. And the house. And the laundry.
I’ve had to make my own coffee, and clean up my own dishes.
And all the while I’ve been working 11 hour days in a sold out, crazy busy hotel.
Gotta give him credit, though, for helping out long distance. When Mario blew a tire while I was working 60 miles away, she called him. He helped her change the tire, and she went
on her way 5 feet before the spare blew. So he worked with her to contact Amp since she was perilously low on phone battery life, and finally managed to get her home safely.
Luckily, the tire blew right near an auto body shop. This is where I was able to assist. I called the shop, arranged for them to put on a new tire, and gave ’em my credit card. Then I went in to work.
Today’s the day my hubby comes home, and I happen to be on a three day well deserved “weekend”. I’ve spent the day cleaning and doing laundry and directing the kids to mow the lawns so that we can spend the next few days having fun. IF he gets home that is. His flight was scheduled in at midnight, but with severe weather in Utah, he’s been delayed. Fingers crossed it doesn’t cause him to miss his connecting flight in Denver. *sigh* He’s never gonna get here.
In other, not so surprising news, I fell again while running. I cut across a patch of grass which happened to be, unbeknownst to me, very muddy right along the sidewalk. As I was making the turn, my right foot slipped in the mud and down I went.
So once again, I’m scraped up and a bit sore. And wondering when my next fall will occur.
But it doesn’t hurt as bad as just finding out my hubby missed his connecting flight. He doesn’t even know yet. I “watched” it leave on the website.
Guess I gotta make it one more day without him.
Not to mention, make my own coffee again in the morning.