As promised, I tried to be intentional about spending time with the kids this weekend. As predicted, I failed.
In the 3 o'clock hour Friday afternoon, I spent some time with my Haney. We cuddled and took pictures with my phone so she could look at them,
and she enjoyed the panda cupcakes my friend Allison made for her the day before.
In the 4 o'clock hour, the big kids got home and I talked with Miss A about her day and held and cuddled G for a bit. I was two hours in and doing great. Then 5 o'clock hit and it all fell apart.
I had to fill in my timesheet for this new job assignment -- I work through a temp agency. I was supposed to submit it by close of business on Friday. As I worked my way through the instructions, I discovered I am supposed to print the document, sign it, and then fax it somewhere. Seriously? Who has a fax machine? And why? We don't even have a land line. I'm sure there's some way to fax a file via email but I couldn't figure it out because my children leveraged my distraction to start a loud chasing and wrestling game. My printer ran out of black ink about halfway down the page. I signed it anyway, scanned it, and emailed it to someone just so it would seem like I was a problem-solver. (I'm not.)
After that it was pretty much over for me and meaningful time with my children. I made the regrettable decision to let Miss A sleep over at her friend's house, and to let the other three have a sleep over in the living room. Haney cried [loudly] for Miss A for several hours. I longed for meaningful time with our DVR and a bottle of wine.
In the 3 o'clock hour Friday afternoon, I spent some time with my Haney. We cuddled and took pictures with my phone so she could look at them,
In the 4 o'clock hour, the big kids got home and I talked with Miss A about her day and held and cuddled G for a bit. I was two hours in and doing great. Then 5 o'clock hit and it all fell apart.
I had to fill in my timesheet for this new job assignment -- I work through a temp agency. I was supposed to submit it by close of business on Friday. As I worked my way through the instructions, I discovered I am supposed to print the document, sign it, and then fax it somewhere. Seriously? Who has a fax machine? And why? We don't even have a land line. I'm sure there's some way to fax a file via email but I couldn't figure it out because my children leveraged my distraction to start a loud chasing and wrestling game. My printer ran out of black ink about halfway down the page. I signed it anyway, scanned it, and emailed it to someone just so it would seem like I was a problem-solver. (I'm not.)
After that it was pretty much over for me and meaningful time with my children. I made the regrettable decision to let Miss A sleep over at her friend's house, and to let the other three have a sleep over in the living room. Haney cried [loudly] for Miss A for several hours. I longed for meaningful time with our DVR and a bottle of wine.
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