Guilty, that is.
On July 29 I went to Seattle to visit my BFF and her hubby (and get out away from my bajillion mile long to-do list!) and have some fun since my boys were headed to Canada for an ice hockey camp. (They were meeting up at the camp with a family from Canada that we met here in WA last year when we were looking at Spokane as our new home base.) The boys were very excited to get to do this together! Their oldest son (they have three boys) and our son Guerin hit it off like they had known each other their whole lives and loved each other like brothers. The other boys are included in the love fest too, but the way Guerin and A.J. clicked is pretty awesome. We parents hit it off, too. :)
Anyway, the camp was a Monday-Friday gig and then they were going to camp from Saturday until maybe Wednesday (tomorrow). Originally I said I'd drive up and meet them, but you know how that goes.
I didn't do it. oops.
But it's not totally my choice/fault! Not to be a TMIer, but I started my period. Not conducive to a good time while camping and hitting the lake. Then while planting a few things the other day, I bent over and then couldn't get up.
OMG. How old am I getting?? That was three days ago and I still have to ease myself into a full upright position. At least I feel like I'm upright. I'm probably leaning just enough to look like a weirdo and don't realize it. Maybe I just look like I'm in a hurry. :) Yep. That's it...I'm in a hurry.
I've had two phone calls from my husband asking me if I'm coming to meet them. And two times I've declined. Graciously, but still. :) I feel like he thinks I just might be making stuff up to get out of it. It wouldn't be true, though! Really. It's been so long since I've seen them and now he tells me they'll be back Thursday night or Friday morning!! Jeez!
Needless to say I've been having quite the time here all alone!! Seriously, the first two days I did nothing but lay on the couch and eat cereal. Cookie Crisp and Cinnamon Toast Crunch! Apparently I have a nine year old palette and an 89 year old body!! And watched all the TV I wanted. Surfed the net, fell in love with Pinterest...thank goodness I've had this time to browse at my leisure! Definitely when they come back I won't have that luxury. Went to bed at ridiculous hours and did just whatever the heck I wanted!!
I did (eventually) do grown-up things: laundry, walked the dog, found some stuff for the entry-way (it's been oddly 'decorated' for all this time, but now it's lookin' good), made granola cereal for husband, put away some stuff that had been lingering, cleaning and the like. yada, yada, yada.
I still feel that mom/wife guilt though. Do you feel that too? That no matter what/ how much you do around the house that it's never enough? My husband doesn't keep score (not by any means), but I do. Shameful, I know. Mostly I compete against myself. Sometimes he gets thrown in for good measure when I get tired of beating myself up. ;) Also shameful.
Since I turned down tonight's second offer of camping, I feel like I need to kick butt on the rest of my list. Not looking forward to it, but I guess now is a good a time as any to get back into the swing of things....right after I eat my dinner of German chocolate cake!! Oh yeah! ;)