Thurday I just had a really bad day. I won't bore you with many details, but let's just say that it started off with Little Man going into hysterics any time I moved more than 3 feet away from him and ended with me coming home from an event seriously needing a hug and a glass of wine but instead finding Hubby completely so engrossed in Letters From Iwo Jima that he didn't even notice I was there. What happened in between was just... a really... bad... day.
To top things off, I woke up yesterday morning with a skull splitting headache to find it cold and nasty outside, with no end in sight! Gee, I wasn't a crabby bitch or anything, I swear!
After coffee, I killed my plans to take Little Man to the art museum to see the Egyptian exhibition, and decided that we weren't going to change out of our jammies just yet. The next thing I knew, we were dancing to Thunder, currently Little Man's favorite song. Then, we were chasing each other around the house. Next, we were playing catch with his favorite ball. All of a sudden it was lunch and nap time! The rest of the day continued in this manner, with us reading together, scribbling together, and the two of us drinking hot chocolate together at 4pm, yes, still in our jammies. I hadn't been in such a good mood all week! Of course, when the UPS man came by I realized that we had better get dressed before Hubby arrived. I have a hard enough time keeping him convinced of the virtues of full time housewifeliness, we had to make it appear as if we had just had a normal, full day! :)
Headache? What headache? Hubby almost fell out when he came home to find me smiling after not having left the house once all day!
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