I dropped the girls off today with my mother.
As soon as I got in the car I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. A giggle escaped from my lips as I thought about the scene from Home Alone where Kevin first realizes he is alone and yells, “I’m free….” as he runs amok throughout the entire house.
The idea that H and I will get our first full nights sleep in over two weeks makes me rub my hands in glee and sweet anticipation. TD has taken to waking up each night with a cough, a hurt leg, an “I don’t know…” and we’re exhausted.
I might even get to cut the hang nails that I’ve been harboring for the last few weeks, return some emails, have dinner with H with entire conversations sounds like a rockin’ good weekend to me.
