1 spring snow storm (hello, heavy wet snow)
2 restaurant dinners with the kids (is McDonald's a restaurant? Really?)
3 relaxing meals with my brother (It was nice having an adult to cook for)
4 house showings (at least we had fair warning on all of them)
5 days of dropping the boys at school AND picking them up (usually a shared task)
6 hours of working from home with a sick boy
7 nights with a king-size bed all to myself (ahhhh...)
It also brought me...
- The realization I work for some pretty great, understanding guys,
- Almost to tears every time I had to hang up the phone with Hubs,
- A chance to practice my patience, and
- An even greater respect for all those ladies who are raising those great kids all by themselves.