It is untrue that I've put the kitty food bowls on the dinner table. Sent myself flowers. Washed the floor. Okay, most of those aren't true.
What is true is that I never know what to do with myself without my kids around. My natural state is being tugged on. Maybe plug in the Xbox? Nah. Call up a friend? Do I have friends without kids?
*snaps fingers* I know—finish that novel. Opens the Macbook. So where was I? Type, type, type. Hmm. All the characters are missing their families.... Closes the Macbook. Seems that 'an empty lap' and 'no squabbling' is not happy making, after all. Not conducive to productive work.
So I've spent more time at my day job—because, damn it, if I'm not going to get anything done, I want to at least appear like I'm working. Get credit.
It is also untrue that there will be dirty dishes waiting. We have a dishwasher.
Aww, I hope Betsy reads this and greets you with a big ol' smooch when you meet up with them!
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry to hear you're missing your family. Hopefully the absense won't be too long and the cat(s) can provide some compensation.
ReplyDeleteI have a dishwasher but I never use it. How strange is that?
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