My first class of the new term just started and I'm not in it. I'm not in the car, weaving through traffic, cursing at slow drivers, frantically searching for a parking spot in the lot the parking gods assigned me. The universe had different plans for me today. Instead:
- I am relaxing with the only one of my kids who didn't start school today (Olie), putting the finishing touches on a work project, thinking about biking to the coffee shop, or visiting with another friend who has one-third of her kids home today, one of whom is Olie's little friend.
- I am thinking about my friend in California whose soon-to-be ex-husband just announced that he's moving four hours down the coast to Los Angeles to live with his new girlfriend because "LA is where I need to be." He should have just said "I like pussy more than I like being a daddy to our two-year-old son" because my friend is a smart woman who already knows her ex is a sack of shit. Really, his status can't fall much further with her.
- I am wondering how Lizzie's first day as a seventh-grader is going and whether those Queen Bitches are back at it again this year. I'm sure they are. The bitchiness only escalates from here on out.
- I am fantasizing about a weekend trip to Chicago sans family because I'm in a mood that can only be sated by a weekend far, far away from my kids where Madhubby and I can sleep in, have breakfast in bed, eat whenever the mood strikes us, and spend some naked quality time together.
- I am enjoying the silence of a house that has only one kid in it, even if that kid is waging war between Bionicles™ and dinosaurs, because even a war between prehistoric creatures and robots of the future is delightfully peaceful compared to the usual chaos of my life.
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