"I had plans!"
Bean developed a fever Sunday afternoon. Still had it Monday morning so no first day at day care. Still has it this morning. Again, first day at day care postponed. I'm aggravated but hey, Shit Happens. I was seriously looking forward to 3 days of having the house to myself. Not just for the solitude so rare within marriage & parenthood but because it's so much easier to achieve some objectives when I'm not lugging a toddler around or if I don't have to stop every 10 minutes to make sure that Bean isn't destroying something.
It's a good thing she was so pitiful Monday. Every action, every kindness was responded to with a tiny murmured "'ank you." She made it hard to be mad. Though to be honest, annoyed as I was I had chalked it up to Shit Happens in fairly short order and made do. Her energy levels were low most of yesterday and I managed to achieve a few tasks. The mound of clothes has been divided into color piles (with some purging) and will get laundered today. I emptied out my dresser, purged and sorted. The random distribution was no big deal while jobless; having my work-worthy clothes in an designated block of drawers is a jobfull necessity.
Bean's fever is less this morning. She's yelled at me already (and before 8am no less! It's too early for Pringles, hun...) so I know she's feeling better. With luck, tomorrow will see her at her first day at the center and one precious day to myself.
It's a good thing she was so pitiful Monday. Every action, every kindness was responded to with a tiny murmured "'ank you." She made it hard to be mad. Though to be honest, annoyed as I was I had chalked it up to Shit Happens in fairly short order and made do. Her energy levels were low most of yesterday and I managed to achieve a few tasks. The mound of clothes has been divided into color piles (with some purging) and will get laundered today. I emptied out my dresser, purged and sorted. The random distribution was no big deal while jobless; having my work-worthy clothes in an designated block of drawers is a jobfull necessity.
Bean's fever is less this morning. She's yelled at me already (and before 8am no less! It's too early for Pringles, hun...) so I know she's feeling better. With luck, tomorrow will see her at her first day at the center and one precious day to myself.