I've made myself a little nest here in the guest room and am hiding out tonight. I asked George to pretend I'm not here, and as long as I don't make any mommy-esque noise, Owen will have no idea I'm here at all. I have my laptop, snacks and a cooler full of diet pepsi. Also I have my knitting, and a stack of Dale of Norway patterns like these: http://www.beaellisknitwear.com/bpatterns.html
Yep, I don't expect to get to half this stuff, but darnit, I'm determined to be in here until bedtime...
I didn't anticipate that I would need Thursday nights so desperately when we decided to start a family... Sometimes I wonder if there's just something wrong with me, that I want to spend time away from them. I do feel more able to deal with the repetitive nature of my days after a good night doing something really selfish, like quarantine myself here with the yarn and fabric and just be. And after the weekend I'll feel even more refreshed, enough to last until next Thursday!
The rain is pattering on the roof, and I can hear the baby snoring in the next room. Tonight is George's night to get up with him, so I truly have the whole night off. Aaaaah! Such luxury!
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Ah! The delights of family... Usually I just barricade myself in the bedroom with a book. Chris has his own agenda in the evenings. But he does have the Owen tendency to follow me around and move things I have already straightened...
*sigh*
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