Wednesdays
Wednesdays and I, we’re having issues.
They start really early with coaching Cross Country running. Every Wednesday; ‘cause every Monday the kids are at dad’s and every Tuesday they are with me.
Then they rush off to spend as much time as I’ll allow usually doing some fear-inducing-mortality-accepting-ladder-climbing-physically-challenging-(read)-shower-before-the-office-job involved task, that will certainly take longer than granted.
Rushing once more to take that shower, and get to the office.
Lunch? Wednesday ate it.
Office job usually offer some reprieve from Wednesday - but Job Share Chicky, more times than not, has been really busy planning her next vacation and not got around to the files, and since she only has Thursday until she has to spend all Friday writing a 3 line status report to the boss about what has and has not been done this week, I help her out.
If can manage, I leave on time which is roughly the same time I should pick up my wee people in order to get them to swimming lessons.
Being Swimming Lesson Night, it doesn’t matter whose week it is ‘cause we both agree to be there if our children are in the pool. ‘Cause we care like that. We’re also cool enough to have family dinner, homework and bedtimes Wednesdays.
There is always something on Wednesday that needs to be contended with after bedtime. Today it is paperwork.
I’ll get home late (if I am not already there) and Wednesday will have my brain shut off and my body in overdrive and unable to sleep, but not quite Thursday.
Then Wednesday will want to talk, you know, about why we keep doing this? This is where I get smart, I suggest we have a drink, and if I nurse it long enough, Wednesday is Thursday.
Thursday and I are good; all I do is the fear-inducing-mortality-accepting-ladder-climbing-physically-challenging bit.
They start really early with coaching Cross Country running. Every Wednesday; ‘cause every Monday the kids are at dad’s and every Tuesday they are with me.
Then they rush off to spend as much time as I’ll allow usually doing some fear-inducing-mortality-accepting-ladder-climbing-physically-challenging-(read)-shower-before-the-office-job involved task, that will certainly take longer than granted.
Rushing once more to take that shower, and get to the office.
Lunch? Wednesday ate it.
Office job usually offer some reprieve from Wednesday - but Job Share Chicky, more times than not, has been really busy planning her next vacation and not got around to the files, and since she only has Thursday until she has to spend all Friday writing a 3 line status report to the boss about what has and has not been done this week, I help her out.
If can manage, I leave on time which is roughly the same time I should pick up my wee people in order to get them to swimming lessons.
Being Swimming Lesson Night, it doesn’t matter whose week it is ‘cause we both agree to be there if our children are in the pool. ‘Cause we care like that. We’re also cool enough to have family dinner, homework and bedtimes Wednesdays.
There is always something on Wednesday that needs to be contended with after bedtime. Today it is paperwork.
I’ll get home late (if I am not already there) and Wednesday will have my brain shut off and my body in overdrive and unable to sleep, but not quite Thursday.
Then Wednesday will want to talk, you know, about why we keep doing this? This is where I get smart, I suggest we have a drink, and if I nurse it long enough, Wednesday is Thursday.
Thursday and I are good; all I do is the fear-inducing-mortality-accepting-ladder-climbing-physically-challenging bit.