A Good Day!

An uneventful day is a good day. 

I am happy to report that I've made it to the halfway point and two weeks from today, my husband should be home or at least on his way home. The first half is always the hardest with the extended absences, I think. The kids are adjusting for a while and it's hard to be happy and positive all the time at the beginning because you know it's such a long, lonely stretch of time ahead. 

We did drop in craft at the library today and the kids were acting delightful. In fact, it was another Mom's turn to have The Screaming Child today. It wasn't me! I did send her many sympathetic smiles and looks, though as she struggled along. Honestly though, I am just glad it was a turn for me to have the well-behaved ones today. How refreshing to sit and pretend like we are a quiet and controlled family and I can look like the good little Mommy while my well-adjusted little darlings make crafts and say adorable things that cause the library lady to make a point to tell me how much she loves my children. 

I kinda feel like a fraud when this occurs. It's all for show. Watching and waiting for the End Scene and all hell and it's fury to be unleashed. Ha! But it didn't! Not today! The sun shone brighter and the air smelled sweet and all is well. 

On another note, I've run the same load of laundry through the wash three times because I keep forgetting it's in the washer and by the time I remember it's been in there a day or so and it's musty. Disgusting. 

That and I haven't had much chance to clean since The Departure. I've neatened things daily and keep things straightened and uncluttered, however, there are dust bunnies and dog hair balls forming in corners and creeping out from under the beds and when the afternoon sun hits the kitchen and the light falls on the fridge, I see fingerprints and streaks everywhere... Don't even get me started on the bathroom... I know there is that saying that says that good moms have dirty kitchens and happy kids and all that, but seriously, can't I at least keep up with making sure the kids aren't sleeping on the same weeks old sheets? Oh boy. 

Leaving all that for tomorrow...or the day after. Whatever. Today, I revel in the sweetness that was a relatively stress and bicker free day and with that, I shall retire with a book...