Being alone

My foreign exchange student went to Hawaii for the week. It's part of her private school program. I knew there was something wrong with public schools. I think more high school students would stay in school if they knew a trip to Hawaii was part of the curriculum in the middle of January. I mean, let's look at this.

Let's pretend I'm 16 years old. My school offers a week long trip to Hawaii in the middle of January. Should I stay home in Utah where temperatures are expected to drop below freezing? Or should I get the funds, board that plane and jump into a swimsuit as soon as possible?

Umm.

I think that is called a no-brainer.

She's going to be back Friday at noon.

Now you'd think with a whole week I'd have an empty house. You'd think I would plan my life better.

Nope. Not I.

Clarissa left on Saturday. But the night before I watched two of my grandsons so their parents could go out. Due to circumstances beyond their control, they did not get back by 9 p.m. like they thought. At 10 p.m. the two little guys, ages 17 months and 4 years, were sound asleep. At 10:15 p.m. I texted my son and my daughter-in-law and told them we'd keep the boys until 10 a.m. Saturday. I mean, it would be cruel to wake them up and drag them out into the cold just to go back to sleep at their house? Never mind, Ben had taken over my pillow and blankie. (Yes, you read that right. I have a blankie. Don't ask.)

After I got Clarissa to her school at 11 a.m. Saturday, Rod and I grabbed Jennica's boarder. She has a woman from China living with her. May is a teacher at Jennica's school.

We took May to the gun range and let her shoot to her heart's content.

On Sunday, my gang came over for dinner. I planned this dinner not realizing it would be the first and last Sunday Rod and I would have by ourselves for a while. But they all brought cookies and left them, which explains the extra five pounds I've gained this week..

Monday I invited Jennica and Ty over for dinner and games. Oh, by the way, I love Sequence, but alas. I'm not too good at it. It seems I don't see the winning sequence that could be played.

Then on Tuesday, Jennica came over for scones and almost ran over me. Could you see the headline? "Mom ran over by daughter in own driveway." OK, I was wearing my work clothes. They are dark. But I was walking in my driveway from the mailbox. Lucky for me, she had slowed down before whipping into the driveway.

Wednesday, I bought dinner and took it over to Terra's. She was sick. Her boys were sick. She needed a moment.

Tonight should be a night all alone with Rod.

Did I mention I was married to a bishop?

Yup. He's busy tonight. And Clarissa comes home at noon Friday.