Today has a sort of shiny, happy, sparkly sheen to it. I can't remember the last time I saw the sun shining so brightly through our windows. Unfortunately it only makes the layer of dust on my furniture all the more apparent, but today is not a day for cleaning. The sun was so glorious that I pulled back the curtains in Madeline and Andrew's room and opened the blinds to allow light to stream in. I never open their curtains really because they never play back there and we keep it dark for nap time...so when they saw all of this light coming from their room, they kinda flipped out with joy and spent the whole morning on the floor in a pile of books. Glorious.
And I of course had the TV to myself during that time to watch history unfold. I'm pretty optimistic about our country right now, and I don't even care if that sounds naive. Just let me have that for one day...optimism. Because after yesterday? I deserve it.
The day started innocently enough with some straightening and organizing and cleaning, which is my Monday morning routine....I thrive on order, so I am happy to zone out and just unclutter the house. Julian was home from school because of MLK day and the kids spent the morning playing and fighting and whining and screaming and all of that kid stuff they do when they are all home and it's too yucky to go outside. I was in the middle of bath/lunch/naptime stuff when my hand grazed the chipped microwave turntable that was drying in our dishdrain. It was one of those moments where you know you hurt yourself pretty significantly, but the pain hasn't come and you don't really want to look to assess damage.
When I looked, it was pretty clear that I was going to need stitches, but it was also clear that I couldn't just drop everything and go. I had to stop the bleeding and wrap my hand without freaking out the kids, so I stealthily did that, I asked Julian to help get lunches made and I got the bleeding to slow down while they ate. I figured that it would be better for us all if they had a nap, so I got them to bed after lunch.
I was also scheduled to work in the evening, so I planned to shower somehow, get Jeff home to take me for stitches, and then possibly go in to work if it wasn't too late. I rewrapped my hand and wore a plastic hair coloring glove over it (with a rubber-band at the wrist to keep water out...I am so McGyver) to shower, I IMed the husband to come home, he called the Mother-in-law to come over and then we headed off for stitches. It was really a nice evening out for the two of us. Yes. Our lives are that busy that we need to have a date at the Immediate Care Center. So what?
I ended up with only 3 stitches, a tetanus shot (holy hell those things do a number on your arm! Our poor babies and those vaccines!) and a night off from work. Not a great day, but it could have been worse.
Might go out Thursday night and have a few Celebratory Obama drinks with the girls...unless we have another blizzard of course...it is Buffalo, and the sun will only shine for so long.
Did you watch the inauguration? What did you think?