Yeah, so not how I feel about the morning. It’s not a bad day. It’s not a good day. It’s a day.
Hell, it’s not even morning. It’s after 1pm (or will be once I finish publishing this post).
Sometime today, I have to work on a vlog. I didn’t take into account how hard it would be to do so with my husband home. This was his first official LONG WEEKEND. Oh, yes, I love it. I also hate it. You know how it is. You get used to only seeing them on certain days. Then they’re off, and it throws you for a loop, . That’s where I’m at right now. Thrown for a loop.
Don’t get me wrong. I love having him home. The kids are a bit better behaved, and I have back-up for telling them to get things done. Like, today, rooms are getting cleaned. Oh finally! It’s nice.
But it’s weird.