My husband is off this week and home and it is completely messing up my schedule. Sure, it was all very well on day one. We had a great day-date (watching a 3-D Surfing movie and having lunch at the Snug Pub in the Market). Things have gone downhill fast.
This is day three. I haven't been able to get on the computer for my morning "fix" of blogs and Facebook. I am still doing all the stuff I always do such as dragging the kids to school in the morning and making gourmet, or at least, passable dinners for the lot. And, of course, we've run out of small talk. I'm not used to thinking of intelligent conversation before sundown. It is all very strenuous.
Day four tomorrow and I need a plan. Maybe I could break something around here and send him to the hardware store for an elusive part. Perhaps we could head to the mall with a gold card handy to get stuff we don't need. Or maybe, I could suck it up, read up on how to talk to adults and go for a skate on the canal with him. At the very least, he gets to pick up the kids at school when it's 40 below.