... must come to an end. And as my 18-day break from work draws to a close, I am trying hard to find the motivation to get up and go to work tomorrow.
I am hugely disappointed, however, by the weather we endured over this holiday break. This caused far more cabin fever than expected this year. We stayed cooped up inside, either due to snow or sub-freezing temps, pretty much the entire break. I had plans to take the girls several places and none of those plans were realized. Instead, I got a lot of cooking done, and laundry, and cleaning ... oh, wait, now that doesn't sound like a break.
And speaking of no break, today we got more snow, so Kyle left the house for more plowing before anyone else was awake and has not yet returned home. In this single parenting day, I got five meals cooked (OK, it was a double batch of spaghetti sauce, with two nights worth frozen and the other was turned into a beautiful lasagna that will be eaten two more times this week), three loads of laundry done, many toy messes cleaned up, kids cared for all day and put to bed tonight, four meals cooked, served, and cleaned up, and all the Christmas decorations taken down (I left the lights on the Christmas tree and the tree itself for Kyle to finish).
I did not get around to showering or getting dressed, nor did I ever dress the twins today. Some things have to be put aside to obtain a certain level of productivity. I was blessed (yes, I am using the word 'blessed') to have three kids who played together quite nicely all day in order to support my productivity goals. If they had been super cranky or fighting all day I would not have accomplished everything I set out to do.
And speaking of the girls playing, their new favorite game is to turn all the lights off in the basement, grab a lantern apiece, and climb into the "fort" and talk about monsters and whatever else makes them squeal and giggle. Kyle caught this photo of the girls playing in the fort yesterday ...
... with Molly particularly showing off her new "posing for the camera" look. She smiles really big and either squints her eyes or closes them entirely for all the photos we take now.
And now, at nearly 9pm, it's time for me to finally take that shower and get a few more things done around the house before I can truly relax ... not that I find going back to work a 'relaxing' thought at the moment. On the upside, I guess it guarantees a break from the house and kids tomorrow - something that was in too short supply over this holiday break.
p.s. for a little excitement today, I watched Lily fall backwards in one of the plastic kid chairs and bite nearly through her lip. I know faces bleed a lot, but the blood explosion was a bit sickening to watch. I debated a trip to the clinic but decided her lip will heal, but she looks downright horrible now. I've finally figured out why Lily is the accident-prone kid. She is quite impulsive and doesn't think before she acts, which is why she's constantly getting bumps and bruises. Molly, who is still far less physically adept, gets hurt less because she carefully weighs and calculates her risks before doing most anything. So we've got the impulsive one and the analyzer. I can guarantee those character traits will hold true 50 years from now.