Did I mention that I was going out of town for a week? And that the week I was going out of town started last Monday and I would be getting home yesterday? Did I?
Oooops. My bad. Let me fix that.
Hey, Internet, I am going out of town. I will be home yesterday.
But see it is even better than that! I went out of town with 3 kids and a dog. I came home with a dog. That’s right. I finally made good on my threat to drop the kiddos off on the side of I-45 and make them walk home.
No, not really. Geez, people! But I did leave them in the very wonderful and very capable hands of my sister. FOR A WEEK.
That’s right A WEEK of no kids. No bedtimes. No planning if I want to go out. No fights to break up. No whining to deal with.
Just one week of ME TIME. (Just don’t tell my agent or she will expect a lot more work out of me now.)
And you people expect me to BLOG when I could be running through the house naked listening to 80’s music while eating ice cream for dinner? Yeah right. I love you all, but not that much. I have naked running and ice cream eating to do.