I got so mad when I remembered my show wasn't going to be on this evening... I know I'm only officially a housewife 20% of the time, but with DH gone yesterday all day at a football game, I felt I could claim it at least for the long weekend.
This morning I had to step back and laugh at myself. I was holding the dog's head over the toilet as he puked, with the hairdryer running in the sink where I had dropped it when I heard the dog start that wonderful retching noise, and with DS trying to figure out how to either get in on the action or drop his toys and books into the tub-- whichever he felt like that second. And there's water left in the tub from when I foolishly thought I could take a shower, bathe DS and maybe shave my legs for the first time in two weeks all in the same stretch of time. An empty hot water heater and a couple nicks later I was proven wrong.
DH was at the early church service this morning running the sound board, etc. He's smart enough that he figured out he should come home and get us in between services instead of making me drive separately. Thank heaven for small favors...
So, anyone else feeling desparate this morning?!