I am a 38yo wife, mother, friend & sister. I have been married for 17 years, and I have two children: Music (formerly Karate Kid) my 14yo son, and Drama Queen, my 12yo daughter.
Well, I'm not actually in the bathtub, but I do feel like I'm drowning. It's the off-season for bows right now, but the "bow lady" called and asked if I could help do some headbands. No problem. Heh. Except that the @*#!* glue won't stick. So every. single. one. I do has to be redone. And redone again. Right now the first 78 headbands I've done are sitting in my closet trying to stay warm amongst all of the clothes. I will have to re-glue at least 65 of those. We've figured out that it's too cold in my house for the glue to stick. Well, turning up the heat defeats the purpose of making extra money doing these headbands if I have to use all the money to pay my electric bill. I've tried various things to help: putting them in the bathroom with the bathroom heater running, setting a fan to blow on them, even putting them on the drying rack in my dryer. The dryer works great--until I take them out and put them away, thinking they're finished. They're finished all right. Finished sticking together.
But, my friends, there is one thing looming larger than headbands that won't cooperate. A cruise. Not just any cruise, either. My very first ever cruise. Accompanied by The Hubster, my best (unrelated) friend, and her husband. Did you catch that there were no kids mentioned in that list? (I just embarrassed myself by letting out a very weird squeal. The Hubster just shook his head and went back to watching TV.)
Even though I am incredibly excited, I am sad and a little nervous about leaving my children for 8 days. They are staying with my sister, so I know they will have a great time and will be just fine. I'm missing Drama Queen's first gymnastics meet, though, a fact she reminds me of daily. To assuage my guilt and to primarily help Drama Queen make it through without us (she doesn't do change well--just like her mother), I've written notes to both children for each day that we will be gone. Maybe that and the promise of souvenirs will help them adjust.
All of this is to say that I will be MIA for the next couple of weeks. I may be able to post a blurb here and there in the next couple of days, but I doubt I'll have time to visit anyone. Sorry, folks! I'll make it up to you when I get back.
The water is rising again, so it's back to headbands/packing/feeling guilty. bubble, glub, bubble
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