The Bucket is Mending

Ahhhhhhhh. It's so wonderful to just do nothing and not even feel guilty about it! Doug took James and Daphne to Utah with him on Thursday and they won't return until Tuesday. The kids are enjoying a visit with their Munga and Grandpa while Doug defends his thesis on Monday. When they return, Doug will be Dr. Tanner. Yeah!

In the meantime, it's just Nate and me. Nate still takes two naps so I have a bit of free time. I decided NOT to make curtains, put away winter clothes, plant the garden, or mow the lawn. Those tasks can wait a few days. I do, however, make simple meals--toast, fruit, and a cheese stick--and surf the Internet guilt free. Actually, we’ve done a few things. Yesterday, Nate and I ventured out to an antique store and to the mall (Circle of Friends, 30% off your purchase, at Gymboree this weekend). Today, we ventured to a home decorating store and to Costco for some raspberries and strawberries and bread. I've done one load of laundry, unloaded the dishwasher once, and taken out the trash once. Other than those not-so-bad-with-one-child outings, we've pretty much stayed home, slept and played. I finally opened the book about CP I bought four weeks ago and opened the DVD of Wives and Daughters I’ve owned for three months.

My song lately has been There's a Hole in my Bucket. It goes like this and you all know the tune:

There's a hole in my Bucket, dear Douglas, dear Douglas.
There's a hole in my bucket, dear Douglas, a hole.

Then why don't you mend it, dear Heather, dear Heather?
Then why don't you mend it, dear Heather, the hole?

With what shall I mend it, dear Husband, dear Husband?
With what shall I mend it, dear Husband, with what?!

With some chocolate and ice cream, dear Heather, dear Heather.
With some chocolate and ice cream, dear Heather, with food.

I’ve done that, dear Douglas, dear Douglas, dear Douglas.
I’ve done that dear Douglas, dear Douglas—Now look!

So how can I help you dear Heather, dear Heather?
So how can I help you dear Heather, my love?

A vacation, dear Douglas, dear Douglas, dear Douglas.
A vacation, dear Douglas, a vacation ALONE.

Although I’m not entirely alone and this isn’t my first choice vacation destination, this is sooo nice. Thanks Doug. Thanks Munga and Grandpa. I’m having a wonderful time.