Ah, this week. This week....................................................
Sorry. I nodded off just thinking about this week.
Scott has been in Uganda the last few days. Ten to be exact. I'm running on empty.
I had many lofty goals for those ten days. Projects, activities, visits, errands, meetings, recipes, mending, scrubbing, reading, writing. I got a little ambitious. I think it is a way of psyching myself up to bide the time.
And the time was bided. Almost too much. I have stayed busy running here, there and everywhere. As I ran here, there and everywhere I was being circled by a rambunctious three year old trying to shove acorns, raisins or bits of crumpled up paper into my pockets.
I love my child. I love being with her. But by day four of uninterrupted togetherness let's just say I was tempted to Google study abroad programs for preschoolers.
Yet the end of our mother daughter bonding adventure is in sight. Scott arrives home on Friday.
I am relieved, but I am also frustrated that my extensive list of goals is largely unattained. While I'm irked that the house is covered in toy shrapnel my biggest disappointment is that I did not manage to do the personal things I'd planned during my solitude.
I'm currently plowing my way through the list of Pulitzer Prize winners. I have a personal goal to consume the entire fiction category by the end of 2012. I checked out a ridiculously large pile of novels from the library last week assuming this would be an opportune time to read in peace. I imagined myself curled up each evening on the sofa with my books and my notebook.
I have spent each evening curled up on the sofa, but I only read a few pages before I'm sound asleep. The same thing happens when I try to write. I had a long list of posts I planned to polish, but by eight o'clock I'm completely spent. My thoughts become slippery and won't be netted.
I suppose there are worse things.
I could just use prayer that I can hang in there these last couple of days and that I will gracefully accept what was and what wasn't. And please pray Scott is able to wrap up his loose ends in Uganda, get our shipment soundly packed and travel home in peace.
Have I mentioned we have an event the day after he arrives home?
Have I mentioned we're crazy?
On that note, I'm off to bed!