I'll leave here this week to pick up the Nanny Train again with yet another set of grandchildren while certain other parents celebrate their anniversary with a four day, cross country skiing getaway.
In the midst of it all, I drop by home to gather my wits & enjoy a bit of time with hubby. He has opted out of my current adventure. Mostly he's delighted to have the channel tuner all to himself.
Grandchildren are God's way of
compensating us for growing old.
~Mary H. Waldrip
As I made my way to school on Thursday for the fourth trip in one day, the thought occurred to me that I used to do all this stuff all the time, times three - - AND work full time. Little wonder my unusually congenial & amazingly patient personna was anything BUT in those long-ago days. Like trying to master the Rubix Cube, I'm still wondering how I did it? It's pointless.
There are many best parts to all of this, and only a few worst ones. Being out of my routine, not getting my daily dose of 4 miles walking, eating on the fly & sitting for long periods has damaged the bath scale. The worst part? The darn thing is reading about 5 - 8 pounds too high. Ugh!
Anyway, given my residence in reality I'm doing precious little visiting via the virtual. Thus the Blogosphere suffers and, with it, my connection to friends here.
I'll return ... of THAT you can be certain! Hopefully the bath scales will be fixed by then.