The dreaded day is here. I hadnt spoken about it because I hoped it would go away. First: Notice the freakin’ time on this post. It’s really early. Blah.
So – LilZ usually spends a whole week with his Dad during the Summer. A Friday to a Friday. Seven days. I dont like it, but I can handle it. Well – his dad and I traded weekends so he could have Father’s Day. This put him having two weekends in a row. Usually that means I drive the 600 mile trip TWO weekends in a row. Blah.
Well – LilZ’s Nana has offered to take him down for me TODAY. And then? Let his Dad have the week BETWEEN the two weekends. So – I have to meet her at 6:15 (AM!) this morning in a town an hour away. (Hence the early wake up time). So – this is it guys. LilZ will be gone, not for seven days this time. But TEN FREAKIN DAYS. Good? I get to skip the 600 mile drive this weekend to get LilZ to and from his dad’s. Bad? I have to be without my child for TEN Days. Blah.
So – I have petitioned all the neighborhood kids to come hang out with me as much as possible so I dont lose my mind. Their parents have told them they can’t because I lost it a long time ago. Go figure. Yeah – so I’ve become the crazy Mom in #2 who is trying to borrow everyone’s children. That doesnt make me crazy, does it? (hee).