I have every intention of boring you with the minutiae of my everyday life with daily posts but then someone has a stage 5 blowout, someone else needs a snack, and someone else needs the mold cleaned out of their dog bowl, someone just always needs something.

The Capt. has graced us with his presence again and with the exception of a maybe possibly week to 10 days in May, should allegedly be staying put for a significant period of time. As with all things Marine Corps: yeah, we’ll see.

I do have to give myself a bit of a pat on the back now that I have survived a full month of single parenting (2) on my own (do I get some sort of badge for this?) I was convinced I couldn’t do it. I was sure we’d have like CPS involved by the end… but I survived somehow, and you know what? It really wasn’t all that bad. It was busy….it was tiring….it was stressful at times and there were some really shitty days but really, not bad. Yay. Me.

Its always hard to get back into the swing of things. Its sort of rediculous how type-A anal I become when PC’s gone. Our evenings ran like clockwork….5:30 dinner, 6pm pick up toys and dessert, 6:30 bath, 7pm bed and stories, 7:30 lights out. There was no deviating from our strict routine. Last night we finished dinner at aboooooout 6:50pm. Throws the whole thing out of whack.

Tomorrow PC and I are pre-school hunting for Nathan. He’s maxed out his current school/daycare situation and is really in need of more kids his own age and something a little more stimulating. Its a bit ridiculous how much Im obsessing over pre-schools. And here you are probably thinking Im worried about the curriculum or the student to teacher ratio, which are obviously things to take into consideration, but mostly Im wondering how *clean* they keep things because Im worried about how much stomach flu I should expect with enrollment. Yes, Im crazy.

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