Saturday
April 8, 2017
10:13 pm
I should be in bed but I really,
really wanted some hot chocolate so I washed some dishes, plugged my ears in,
and made some hot chocolate. I’m going to attempt reading shortly but wanted to
write a few words beforehand.
First, let me briefly tell you
about my evening. I’ve been working with the boys to get them in bed by 9:00.
It has been a real struggle in past months and there have been nights when I’m
on my way to bed not before and often after 10:00 when one or more of them has
been perusing the kitchen for a snack or making that one last trip to the
bathroom. For the last couple of weeks, I’ve done better at having dinner ready
for them as close to 6:00 as possible. That gives enough time after to get some
things done. It isn’t perfected and there are some nights when we don’t eat
until 7:00 but there are some nights when we just browse. Dinner time is a work
in progress.
Still, we’ve met with a fair
amount of success in three boys in bed by 9:00. Cedric has had a couple of
nights when he stayed up later getting help with homework. Last night I don’t
know when they were in bed because I didn’t get home until after 11:00 but the
night before, they were in bed by 9:00. Tonight, I was leaving at 8:00 to pick
Amena up in Hardwick. Seth and Joseph actually wanted to be in bed by 9:00 so I set the timer for 8:50 with
instructions to turn the timer off, brush teeth, and get to bed since I
wouldn’t be back yet by then. When I got home around 9:15, not only were they
in bed, they were asleep!
Beaver dams like you wouldn't believe! There were four although you can only see two here. |
Now let me tell you about my day
yesterday. It was LONG, but good. I got up at 5:00 to make sure Amena and
Cedric were getting ready then went back to bed and got up for good at 5:30. I
made smoothies but no hot chocolate because both Amena and Cedric left the
Thermos-type containers they use for it at school. I made bacon cheddar chive
muffins so there would be some ready-made food in the house while I was gone. I
milked and took care of the goats while the muffins were in the oven. I showered
and got ready for my day including two 5-gallon (which are never completely
full) containers of fuel in the car (that was before the shower).
I gave Seth and Joseph
instructions for the day and then took off at about 8:10 am. After
approximately five hours and forty-four minutes of driving approximately 253
miles, one prenatal, two postpartum, and one initial visits (which took at
least an hour each), a quick stop at Chipotles for dinner (very late at 9:30),
and a couple of hours of paperwork, I arrived home at about 11:30 pm. LONG day.
But good.
River debris made for interesting ripple patterns. |
Let me tell you about Wednesday.
It was a good day, as well, although different. There were two postpartum
visits that day which required a bit of driving as well but not as much as
yesterday although we visited two states rather than all in one. The really
interesting thing about Wednesday happened on the way home. Katie got a flat
tire. It wasn’t in the greatest spot but not the worst, either. She has AAA
which is nice and we basically just got to sit and wait for a truck to come.
While we were waiting, I espied a tree that looked like the perfect candidate
for a letterbox. It looked like it had a hollow at the base with a large rock
guarding the front. Finally, I said, “That tree is calling to me. I need to go
take a look.” And I opened the door to get out.
Katie said, “No, you can’t go.”
She explained, “I’m afraid I’ll get hit while I’m in the car. It’ll be like one
of those reports you hear when the person survived because she felt like she
needed to get out of the car. I’m getting out, too.”
She got out and I was on my way
up the hill to the tree when she spotted the truck and it was time to get ready
to leave.
Sometimes I just have to wonder
what might happen if the choices we make were different. What if I’d just have
gotten out of the car and gone up the hill? What if I’d driven to that
appointment as I’d considered doing so I could plant a couple of letterboxes on
the way home? It might be a silly game but it’s an interesting silly game
nonetheless.
When I got home, I had taxi duty
to do. Amena to pick up in Orange so she could leave her car to be worked on
again and then to take her to work. Cedric and I had a mandatory meeting for
the DC trip which is next week. Then picking Amena up from work. When I got
home for good, it was around 8:00 and I had a headache because my water
consumption was far less than it ought to have been. I had some tea and lots of
water and by 9:00, the headache was almost gone.
Then Paul got home. As soon as
he walked in the door, the headache was raging again. I washed a few more
dishes and then decided I’d had enough and went to bed. The boys, as you may
recall, were already in bed.
I laid in bed attempting to get
comfortable but my head was not having anything to do with that. It was up and
down to use the bathroom (all the water and tea had to get out), and then
attempt getting comfortable again for about four hours. At 1:30 I got up and
looked at my phone hoping it wasn’t too late because I still wanted to sleep.
It wasn’t too late, but my head still hurt. Still, that was the last wake up
until just before my 5:00 alarm went off. The headache was almost gone at that
point so I went back to bed, I think, until 5:30 at which time I got up to do
smoothies and hot chocolate because at that point, only Amena had forgotten her
Thermos-type container at school.
They were not happy to have this taken but I wanted to compare it to one we took by the same sign last year or the year before. |
And there you have a few
interesting days. I was going to drink hot chocolate and read Darth Plagueis and listen to Billy Idol
or Journey or something but this is taking longer than I thought it would so
I’m going to call one cup of hot chocolate and almost 1120 words good for the
night. Especially since it’s way past my bedtime and it doesn’t matter how much
I’d like to sleep in, it never happens.