Again this morning, Fairly Odd Father kissed me goodbye and left for several days. He’ll be home late this week.
We have a busy week, full of playdates and activities and projects, so I know the time will pass quickly. I may even try to do some limited Shredding, although with my knee still out of wack and now my shoulder seized, the only exercise I can probably do safely is the Kegel, which is, interestingly, not part of the Shred regimen. If Jillian spit out three babies in under four years, I bet she’d be telling us to Kegel. Just sayin’.
And I certainly have enough reading material to keep me occupied (seriously, you guys are awesome).
But, at around 9pm, when the kids fall to sleep, I really feel alone. If FOF goes away too much more, you can bet he’s going to return home one night to find that I’ve decided to increase our family by one canine.