The kids are in bed. Nia is still screaming from a tantrum that has lasted the past 45 minutes, but at least they are all in bed. If all goes as planned, Nick has the next shift. He's coming in late tonight. (Later than I had hoped as his flight is delayed-- of course it is!)
But even so, I am sitting here drinking a rather LARGE glass of Two Buck Chuck (Shiraz) and enjoying the (relative) quiet. The only thing that could make this moment better would be a celebrity gossip magazine to thumb through.
A few observations I have made this past week as a single mom:
1. If this was a permanent situation, my children would be marked among the childhood obese in America. I don't know what it is, but I have no drive to cook nutritious food when my husband isn't home.
2. If this were a permanent situation, my children would be spoiled brats because I have been very lenient this past week. (Undoing THAT will be fun this week!)
3. If this were a permanent situation, I would probably go for the case discount on the above-mentioned Two Buck Chuck.
Seriously folks, I am a big fat loser without my husband. And I am okay with that.
Oops. My glass is empty. Gotta go!
