I went back to bed!
That's right! And all because my ex-husband is in town! He drove in from Phoenix yesterday, just to spend a few days with the kids. See their schools, meet their friends, watch them play, and take them away! He took them to a hotel after Aiden's baseball game last night (in which Aiden had asked the coach if he could pitch, just for his dad, and he was amazing! Many strike-outs!) and insisted that he drive Lyns to Seminary this morning so that I didn't have to get up. Ha! An unexpected stroke of good fortune! Today they are off to the beach, and I am going to break all the rules!
Like, I think I will not cook breakfast. Instead, I think I will have a bowl of cold cereal. . .in bed! Ha!
I think before I get to studying, I will watch an episode of 24, while I eat my bowl of cold cereal, in bed! Who's living now, huh?
I will take Mr. Conor James to speech therapy and do some studying while I pass the time in the boring waiting room, and when we get home? I will take a nap! No cleaning!
Maybe I'll go for a walk with Lady Gaga in my ears.
I'll probably water my garden and talk to my plants.
I might steal some time from Anatomy to read a chapter in the Elizabeth Berg novel I'm (slowly) reading.
I'll definitely eat a Klondike, or two.
Oh my gosh, I feel like a kid in the candy store! I don't even have to worry about making enough food to keep Dylan and Aiden alive! That's a vacation, practically!
This is amazing! I wonder if I'll even shower. . . (gasp!)