December 2, 2013
Today is the first week I work part-time, which means I have today off. I’d like to say that staying at home with my son was everything I had hoped it would be, but it was not. He has entered the Terrible Three’s. I don’t know why people think there are the Terrible Two’s; in our house it’s the three’s that are horrendous.
I took the comforter for the master bed to the local laundry mat to wash it in a front loading machine. I am grateful that I had the time to do that, and that my son went with me. I fondly remember using the laundry mat in college. I don’t know why, but laundry mats are happy places to me. There was only one laundry mat I’ve used in my life that was absolutely dismal. I think I was somewhere in Wyoming and there was absolutely NO air circulation so I was melting while I waited for the clothes to wash and dry.
After we finished at the laundry mat, I cut my son’s hair. It was really long and unmanageable. Cutting it was traumatic for him. That means it was also traumatic for me. I hate torturing him, but I knew letting someone in a salon cut his hair wasn’t going to go over well either. He didn’t want to take a bath after the hair cut either. It’s been at least a week since I bathed him, though, so I wasn’t going to let him squirm out of it this time. Again, not a happy memory, but I’m grateful his hair is cut (he looks adorable) and he’s clean. I’m also grateful I managed to get his old, stinky socks off him. God help me when he’s a teenager.
I also caught up with some lectures for my sustainability course while my son played quietly. He refused to take a nap, but at least he let me get some work done. Yay!
In the evening, my husband forgot he was supposed to come home to watch two of the kids so I could take my older daughter to piano lessons. I tried reaching him by phone several times but couldn’t, which raised my anxiety level through the roof considering he’s been having a hard time recently. I definitely have some trust issues right now.
Thankfully, thankfully, I finally got a hold of him and he explained that he forgot. I’m exhausted but grateful to have everyone home safe.