Last night, I crawled into bed at 2 a.m. I’d managed to turn in my small writing assignment only 23 hours past its deadline.
Five hours later, the dog knocked at my bedroom door.
She really did. I’m not sure how since she has no knuckles, but I headed downstairs to find paper towels because when I walked over to open the door, I stepped in a wet spot on the carpet. Nice.
(Or maybe that was the morning before.)
At any rate, this morning I had to work for an hour, then gather up Grace and her school books for our bi-weekly meeting with her teacher. I hate going to that meeting because I feel like the teacher is always trying to catch us doing something wrong. Then after the meeting’s over, I say, “That wasn’t so bad.”
We had to hurry home after the meeting because I remembered that I needed to clean up the yard so the landscaping people could mow the lawn and all that without smooshing dog poop with their shoes.
It wasn’t as bad as it sounds–the cleaning up of the poop–because the weather was so delightful today. Seventy degrees, pure blue skies. My roses are growing and look great, a big improvement over last summer’s green-worm-infested leaves.
When the yard was clean, Grace and I headed to Rubio’s for lunch. We picked up Zach after school–early dismissal–then I started my normal four hour shift.
My husband called to let me know that a college buddy may be stopping by, so at 5 p.m. I asked the kids for help and we did a quick declutter of the house and put the dishes in the dishwasher. One of my sons can’t understand the concept of cleaning up before company arrives–he considers it some kind of false advertising, I guess.
After the company left, I headed upstairs, read a little (Girl with the Dragon Tattoo) and then took a nap before work.
Starting work at nine, finished up at 12:30 a.m. and now I’m heading to bed.
Tomorrow all the kids have activities, but only one directly involves me (Grace’s soccer) and the weather is expected to be excellent, so watching an hour of soccer while sitting outdoors will be nice. I’m hoping to stop by the beach at some point. It’s been too long since I’ve seen the sun set and gotten sand in my sneakers while dodging foamy waves.