Test Run

Remember when I said that I would have no problem filling my child-free days once both boys were in school? Yesterday, I got an early chance to find out, thanks to a bunch of dummies congress members. Because we didn't get word on the shutdown until the middle of the night, we planned to take Ollie to the babysitter's like a regular work day. But of course, I didn't actually have to work. In fact, I am commanded to NOT work. So not work I did.

What did I do? Well, we spent the morning getting the boys ready for school and babysitter's. Once they were dropped off, I went for a good long-ish run (wherein I saw two sets of furloughed friends and some crazy lady), showered, and then spent a little time working on the Donut Dash and a Thanksgiving craft-thingy. Then I had to rush off to have lunch with my husband. I found it quite appropriate that we chose to eat at "Hard Times Cafe." (You know, because I'm furloughed and all.) By the time I got home, I barely had time to re-check email, vacuum the house, change the boys' sheets, and read the newspaper. I didn't even brush my teeth until right before kindergarten pickup (moms of new babies shout out!). Whew. I'm tired. I need more time away from the boys.

P.S. More time I might get! The superintendent of schools wants to add 30 minutes to the elementary school day. Can't wait for those tantrums.

P.P.S. I am totally convinced that the thing that "earned" me my slice of apple pie yesterday was the changing of bunk bed sheets, not the six miles I ran. Those of you with bunk beds, you're with me, right?

P.P.P.S. Of course I write this post quite light-heartedly. Chuck and I are very fortunate that although my income makes a big difference to our family, it doesn't break us to not have it (just breaks our regular, college, and retirement savings) . Chuck's job is not federal, so he can keep working and getting paid. We definitely feel blessed, as there are many for whom this is not their situation.