Paul was home this weekend. And life got like 4 bijillion times better.
I know correlation doesn’t always imply causality, but this weekend I became sane and HH slept through the night. So that was miraculous and glorious. It was also the first lazy weekend morning I’ve had in forever…even though we were up riding our trikes at 7am.
Paul also downloaded a free doodling iPad app for HH called DooDoo Lite, and spent the whole weekend talking to HH about making doodoos. But I actually got to spend some time BY MYSELF and finished Season 5 of the Good Wife, so he could have been teaching her how to juggle knives, I didn’t care.
Now it’s Monday, back at the grind. But I feel rejuvenated and ready to tackle whatever comes at me. Even this.
I wasn’t totally wrong. Sometimes you do just have to hang in there a little longer.