Today was great - v. productive. I did all of the following:
worked out, a lot
played excessively with the kids in an attempt to limit their tv watching to 30 minutes for the entire day
prepared three complete meals and two snacks (hot ones - not just crackers and cheese)
cleaned the down stairs as if i were going to put the house on the market! man, it is CLEAN!
washed, folded and put away several loads of laundry
What I did not do today:
talk on the phone - or talk at all - to an adult (until B got home from work around 6:30, then i talked to him for a few minutes)
leave the house
put on makeup (this, alone, is a travesty)
I told all of this to B in a sort of sad tone and in an effort to cheer me up, he said, "but isn't nice sometimes to be isolated for just one day?" I mumbled some sort of agreement.
But the truth is, no! I want to interact with people. Everyday. Every single day.
So after the kids went down for bed I text'd my running mate to verfiy that we were on for the a.m. - I imagined she would reply then we would start exchanging texts with The Office quotes and a few other inside jokes that would make no sense at all to other people, but it doesn't matter because we are so funny to each other and after that five minutes of texting I could go to bed feeling as if I had interacted with someone that wasn't feeling the stress from his own difficult / relatively new job in a sucky economy where he is the only "bread winner" and we are still trying to bounce back from his lay off and I really have it so good rearing the children and staying home that if I have ONE lonely day I don't want it to sound like I am whining bc I really have the better end of the deal.
Only, she didn't text me back. This is pretty typical of people with no home phone to speak of (like myself). We put our phones in our jacket pockets, the kitchen counter or on silent and forget about them, rendering ourselves impossible to get ahold of.
So I blogged about it and you know what? I feel a little bit better. Because even though you didn't respond, and this was a completely one sided conversation, at least I got to tell you about my day. For that, I love blogging!
I just reread this post and you know something? I could probably use counseling. Or go back to working part time. This is very strange to post something so ... whatever you call this post ... but most of my friends in the blogosphere are equally neurotic so here goes...