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Home Sick with the GirlChild

March 30th, 2005 · No Comments · Uncategorized

The GirlChild was sick and home from school today. Last night she went to my book club meeting with me and complained as we were nearing the end of the meeting that her stomach hurt. I wasn’t sure if she was sick or it was the too rich dinner we had at the Olive Garden and the too rich and sweet cookie we had at the book store. This morning she got up complaining about an upset tummy again, so I let her stay home. According to her last report card she had been tardy 2 time this year and had no absences. I figured one wasn’t going to turn her into a delinquent.

I, “worked from home.” I put that in quotes because I find it really really difficult to get motivated and get anything done whenever I “work from home.” Let’s see, what did I do?

* I thought about taking a nap but resisted the urge.
* I surfed the web and read blogs I’d been behind on; did Ernie the Attorney get divorced?
* I thought about cleaning the house, which is a total and complete pit and I would deny I lived here if anyone came through and saw all the mess but that really wasn’t even close to what I was suppose to be doing today.
* I went through the GirlChild’s lunch bag (the husband didn’t know she was sick until after he’d made her lunch) and ate the cheetos and her sandwich. I hated for the Husband’s work to go to waste. I left the oreos, the juice, the yogurt drink, the green grapes and the chewy snack thingies.
* I scanned the BoyChild’s school picture and got frustrated when I couldn’t figure out how to edit it.
* I thought a lot about taking a nap but I decided that was simply too slug like so I stayed in front of the computer and read Yahoo.Com news.
* I shredded receipts and bills that I’d been stacking up on the shredder.
* I read my e-mail and cleaned out my various e-mail boxes.
* I read the lawyers BB we have for members of our bar association here.

What I didn’t do, was any real work. I had my work phone forwarded to my cell phone, so I did get some calls and scheduled a couple of appointments but that’s about as close to “work” as I got today.

I left the GirlChild home alone for the first time today. I had a lot of anxiety about that. But she didn’t feel good and I had to take the BoyChild to school and run by my office-hey I don’t leave at not planning to not be in the next morning very often. I tried to be very nonchalant and cool about it even though my insides were quaking with fear. I had running through my head all the bad stuff that could happen; break-ins, fires, she could hurt herself, someone could break-in, set a fire and hurt her.

I gave her the option of staying home alone or going with me. She tried to be cool. I think if she hadn’t been sick, she would have jumped for joy but she too nonchalantly answered, “I’ll stay here.”

I raced to the BoyChild’s school. Successfully resisted the urge to drop kick him out the door and into the building. I made a clean get away with a minimum of muss and fuss. I drove like a mad woman to my office, forwarded my calls, picked up a few things and was out the door and back at my house in less than an hour. I only called her three times to make sure she was o.k.

I left her again for a few minutes this afternoon. The BoyChild gets out of school at 2:55. The GranMa was scheduled to pick him up and bring him here to stay with the GirlChild until the Husband got home. At a few minutes after 3:00 I left. I called the GranMa from my driveway to make sure she had the BoyChild (I have this irrational that we’ll forget him and leave him at school one day) and make sure she was nearly to our house. The GranMa was 4 blocks away so I felt safe leaving. The GirlChild only called me two times before the GranMa showed up. Like Mother, like Daughter.

Ciao,
M&Co.

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