I'm hiding from my life right now...at work. On call this weekend, and yesterday was unexpectedly busy, requiring me to be here from 7:30a-4p (though I did take breaks for pumping & eating). I was actually anxious to leave & go home, to hang with B, help G with chores, and nurse L, but the on-call-deities didn't allow it. When I got home around 5 & heard about the routine chaos at home, though, I was amazingly relieved to have missed it all. Wow! No crying babies or toddler tantrums, not having to go grocery shopping or do laundry. Only 2 hours until (the kids') bedtime! This call thing is a pretty sweet deal!!
L slept terribly last night, & I am tired & annoyed. My whole body feels heavy and the 3 cups of coffee I've had did nothing. I don't feel like dealing with anyone, even my own husband and kids. So... though we finished rounding much earlier today, I'm stalling. I got some lunch and ate it in peace while revising a manuscript I need to submit this week. Now I'm drinking a Diet Coke and writing a blog post. I'll pump again and then I suppose I'll go home to wrangle some kids and organize the house for the week.
I remember when I used to enjoy weekends.