That sounds boring, doesn't it? But stick with me, hear me out a little ...
We had a rough weekend, the boys have been sick. Actually, back up, *I* was sick last week, Ethan started to seem a little down on Friday, by Saturday it was obvious he was sick as well. Peter has a runny nose and was a little fussy over the weekend, but mostly in a good mood.
Which brings us to Monday. I finally feel well for the first time in 5 days. Yay!! Despite my sickness last week I took advantage of the boys being in daycare to work on my sabbatical project. I did pretty well, despite the sickness. Monday should have been productive as well.
"Should" being the operative word! And so the story goes ...
|Have to remind myself what my |
healthy, happy boys look like.
I know when I go to get the boys up Monday morning that they are not going to daycare. Ethan continues to be fussy, gets upset at the slightest things, and once he starts crying he seems bothered by everything around him. Poor guy, he makes me so sad.
Lots of crying during breakfast, clinging to mom during the morning, crying anytime Peter touches him ... I find it exhausting. Both boys are in their cribs for a morning nap BEFORE 10 am.
That was probably partly because they needed it and partly because *I* needed it. Sometimes you got to do what you got to do.
They slept for an hour ... better than nothing.
More play time, lunch (which means more crying), back to playtime (and crying), and then the doorbell rang.
With two boys crying down in the playroom someone from the electric company is here to install the conservation stuff on our air conditioners. Not a big deal, it's outside, thankyouverymuch, and goodbye.
More clinging to mom, wiping noses, throw in a load of laundry, start looking at the clock to see if another nap time is in order. It's only 12:30.
Doorbell rings again. Apparently the breaker switch on one AC unit is now broken. This means the AC is not working until someone can come out to fix it. Greeeeeeeeeeeeat!
Finally just before 2pm, I put the boys down for another nap. There's more whining going on from two obviously sleepy boys when the doorbell rings again. At least I know the AC will be fixed!! With the boys cries carrying through the house via the strategically placed baby monitor in our front hall, the electrician comes in and I take him to the electrical box where he discovers that the circuits aren't all labeled, but he tries one anyway and heads outside.
I run upstairs knowing that there are probably four pacifiers scattered across the boys' room and just as I get them both settled again I hear the electrician come in and call for me. I just want to yell "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" Luckily I don't.
Anyway, he gets the circuits worked out, labels them for the next guy that will need them, and heads back outside. By 2:30 he is done, ACs are all working, and the boys are finally asleep.
Work on sabbatical project or give up for the day?? That is the question.
My answer: give up.
Procrastination wins again!
Thankfully, the boys are starting to seem a bit better and my hope is that they will be well enough to go back to daycare on Tuesday. I should also feel back to 100% and then I can dive back in. That gives me four days to make some good headway on this project before I go back to working in my office. Once I am back at work I can continue to work on this project, but it will be along with all my other responsibilities.
Oh responsibility, how I have not missed thee.