Despite the fact that I have been home for a week, I am neither relaxed nor have I been productive. In fact, I feel pretty verklempt. Facing the prospect of a 400+ mile drive on Sunday should clear the air a bit. In the meanwhile, I did this morning what I goof on my friends for doing: waking up 15 minutes early to scrape the cars off.
The Boy's school delayed opening until 1030 this morning. What do professionals who work the 9-5 do to deal with this sort of thing? I mean, having him underfoot for an extra 2 hours has been fun, a nice surprise, except for the fact that he stuffed a juice box into the garbage disposal already and broke the DVD player, apparently. Expensive morning.