So yesterday I ended up doing lots of stuff. Went to the gym, cleaned out my fridge, including above the fridge. Did lots of laundry. The kids came home around 3 and then we stayed around the house. I cooked here (again-wow). This morning of course was church and then we spent the afternoon and evening here. Easter is over and there’s no choir practice for awhile. And with S gone to Turkey, they played games at church tonight so I didn’t worry about going. I let the kids eat Dora Soup here and Heather brought me some crab alfredo from Red Lobster. Yum. my. This afternoon I also completely cleaned out our kitchen pantry. It now looks like a small grocery store it’s so organized. And also completely cleaned off that messy kitchen counter. Yay me. Scott is going to have a duck when he sees all I’ve done around here this week. I even had the cable company come fix channel 11 finally.
To be honest, this has been one of the best weeks I’ve had in quite some time. I’ve been less irritable, more patient, more productive and just peaceful. I would hate to say it is because Scott is not here. I know I’ve worked really hard to keep the house really clean. And it shows. Even A came over and said hey, this house is really clean without Scott here. Which if anyone knows us, Scott is the ultimate straighten-upper and I am not. But I have worked hard this week to pick up the slack. I’m a very neat, organized person when I try to be. But most of the time I just like to LIVE in my house. But this week, I don’t think I’ve had a dirty dish in the sink or counter for more than an hour. Every laundry basket is empty right now. I even washed some of Emma’s dress up gowns. And I mentioned how much I have cleaned out. And the girls and I have not eaten out once. Sure the family has cooked a meal or two for us but even lunches I have fixed them. And this is all without them in school…which I’ve always thought made life easier. And barebones honestly, Scott and I haven’t been around each other to fight. We don’t fight like throw things at each other fight but we’ve always called them “discussions” but really all of our “discussions” have been quite exhausting lately and not having to “discuss” every thing we do this week has been quite nice. Which I think accounts for the lack of irritability on my part. And people keep asking me if I miss Scott and I do really miss him but at the same time, I’ve had a great week and I can’t really knock that. I know the girls are starting to really miss him. I think Lexi has given up asking Where’s Daddy she’s asked so much. Today I had to give her a spanking and she called once for Daddy and then immediately called for Heather (who has been around quite a bit this week). And Emma, the first thing she asked when she woke up this morning is ask if Daddy was here. It breaks my heart to say no. Only 2 days left though and it surprises me. Heather tonight on the phone says wow, you did good this week. And I thought about that and Scott is really gone a lot. With his schedule, he’s either working or there are so many people that count on him for different things that he’s usually gone a lot on his days off. I guess I’m used to running the house without much help. I sort of picked up the “straighten up” helpfulness he usually provides and it all worked like normal. But the girls don’t have their Daddy to play with in the living room floor and I don’t have my husband to cuddle up with at night. It’s not the same but I guess part of me is pleased that I could at least run this thing by myself with two kids by myself. A 9 day trip certainly isn’t the measurement of single motherhood by any stretch of the imagination but I think if forced to do it I could. I certainly would never, ever ask for that. His time in police academy for 5 months was enough glimpse of that. And little girls need their daddy. I’m just sayin I’m proud of myself for this week. Or I’m happy someone prayed for me this week. Because if that’s it, all I’m seeing is answered prayers around here.