Today’s blog post should really be titled, “Mommy’s Don’t Get Snow Days”.
It was icy/snowy/sleety here today in Oklahoma, so of course, the entire state shut down. Schools were out, churches cancelled prayer meetings, and people everywhere scrambled to get the milk and bread.
Government offices were closed because of President’s Day, so Huff the Hubs was home. I, however, did not get a snow day. I work from home 5 days a week, so the house is my office. (Actually, technically speaking, our tiny bedroom with a desk we’re currentlystealing borrowing from my sister is my office. At least it has Netflix.)
I asked HtH if he wanted me to take Huff the Babe to her sitter’s (my aunt) but he said, “No, I want to spend the day with her!” When I asked, “Are you sure?” He assured me he would love to keep our little Gryffindor home.
“I’ll be working,” I reminded him.
“I can handle it,” he said.
I don’t know about y’all, but I am not the type of person who can just “worry about themselves”. If I hear a noise from the other room, I’m immediately up and running into the room to assess the situation and see if anyone needs CPR.
I feel like my day has gone a little something like this:
Me: “What happened?”
HtH: “Nothing! She’s not bleeding!”
Me: *Gets up and runs into the room* (Because, as we all know, ‘she’s not bleeding’=’she’s not showing any outward signs of harm, but she probably has a concussion and will not longer be able to recall letters U-Z and we’ll most likely end up on the news.’)
Repeat the above scenario about twenty times.
So that has been my day.
Granted, the girl has taken an almost three-hour nap and HtH has been really good about watching her for the most part, and I have been able to edit three different projects. I do pride myself on being able to multi-task, but some days, I just get so frazzled and can’t seem to organize a thought, let alone be able to ignore the screeches coming from my daughter because her father is getting her eye boogers off of her face, all the while trying to edit a book.
I’m just glad the ice is melting and tomorrow we will return to our normally scheduled programming.