A Bucket of Wings for Dinner

This week Mr. WestBerryWorkingDad offered to take on ALL of the after-school and dinner-making duties (this is my position when he is working out of town). It was an exceptionally busy week for me at work: income tax deadline at the accounting firm and my thesis defense. Additionally, I'm searching for a "real job" now that my degree is complete so I've been spending a good deal of time interviewing and applying.

When Mr. WestBerryWorkingDad (WBWD for short) is finally working from his home base, he plays catch up from the weeks he spends away. He has also tried to juggle extra projects at home and several doctor/dentist appointments that needed to be squeezed into his schedule.

This week's pace of life bears a striking resemblance to some of the "peak weeks" I've experienced while he has been away. These are the weeks when life throws a little extra my (our) way, like freak accidents (a truck ramming in and through a wall at school, for instance). Birthdays, concerts, school dances, bills, broken doors, sick pets....an "all inclusive," exceptionally exhausting week.

Last night I came home to a familiar scene...familiar because I have reached these depths in my darkest hours. Not a clean dish in the kitchen (dirty dishes piled so high they were about to topple), loads and loads of clean laundry to fold on the dining room table, and very little real food in the fridge. Mr. WBWD had taken the kids out for a dinner to the local diner for a bucket of wings (exactly what I would have ordered at my lowest moments when the boys know I have little resistance left). He was trying to watch a hockey game but couldn't stay awake (this looks like me on the bed, trying to read my homework, fully asleep with books spread across the mattress)(I also snore).

Today I teach and then run to the winery for a "second shift." Tomorrow morning I'll be back at the winery for an all-day on-my-feet tour. But then on Sunday...I'm...(holding my breath)....going on vacation!!!!!!!

I can't wait to spend some adventuring time with the kids and see my family. Wishing Mr. WBWD could go too.