Am I Coming Or Going?
Mon Apr 19 2004

Hubby comes and goes so often on trips, that half the time I'm in my van on the freeway I can't remember if I'm going to pick him up, drop him off or what. It makes for very exciting driving, as I've missed an exit more than once because I had it in mind that I was on my way to pick him up from the airport, when in fact I was in the process of taking the kids to an appointment, or just going out to go shopping.

Oops.

Oh well. Maybe some day I'll get used to it. What I should do is get in the habit of only driving the van when I take him or pick him up. If I'm in my car, I obviously won't be doing either of those. Maybe it will work.

OK, maybe not.

I'm hoping that tomorrow will be the first day in over a week that at least one of the boys won't be sick. I'm anticipating them feeling well as I can feel the bug they shared between them making itself known to me. I strongly suspect that Nyquil and Alka-Selzer Cold Medicine will be my best friends for the next few days. I'm not looking forward to it.

I suppose I could use this as a reason to let the boys broaden their horizons on preparing dinner for the family. If I'm not up to it, I'll let them take turns with meals. With luck, I'll be able to teach them how to make something other than Mac & Cheese by calling out instructions from a prone position on the couch.

Either that or I'll be ordering a lot of pizza.

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