If you had a day to yourself...

Asking a mom, especially a Stay At Home Mom, "What would you do with a day to yourself?" is akin to asking a person without kids what you would do if you won the lottery.  The answer is always something along the line of clean, shop without someone whining, Take a Shower!, read a book, Nothing!

The Husband has taken Noah on a jet plane for the weekend... by himself!  After I flew alone with Noah, the Husband decided he could do it too.  They have gone to visit the Husband's family in Boston.  Since I am a worrier to the Wellburtrin degree, I have to say I'm freaking out a little bit.  My reminder list (given verbally I'm not that crazy) included instructions to hold Noah's hand when outside, I mean seriously?  I trust him infinitely but I'm a control freak (obviously).  So hopefully I can relax a little this weekend and know they are having a wonderful time together.

So what would I do if I had a day, or two, or three, or as it so happens- 4 days off?  

- Wash all the couch cushions & pillow cases

- exercise (running whenever I feel like it!)

- clean the house like it hasn't been cleaned since a certain someone arrived 2 years ago

- read (I have 3 on the nightstand I'm hoping to get to)

- shop (hello 50% off 5 items coupon from BR in my inbox & Hudson Jean sale at Nordstrom Rack)

- lay out in the sunshine (with said books above)

- drink wine... any time (it's lunchtime somewhere)

- Bake something yummy (and then eat the whole thing myself!)

So far in the hour and a half they've been gone I've taken Tucker out for a walk, loaded the dishwasher, cleaned out Noah's highchair, put Noah's bumpers in the wash (which took 17 minutes to untie the 20 ties because they've been on  crib since Jan '11 - we've never had poop or vomit in the crib but yes I know this is still gross- not to mention I broke 5 fingernails in the process), written this blog (back in bed!) and put my to-do list into my iPhone (did I mention control freak).  

And yes, I cried at the airport.  Actually I think I started crying on Tuesday, but I cried putting Noah to bed last night (he kept saying, "Mommy coming airport too?"), and cried a bit while the husband packed last night, and cried some more when I pulled into the garage after dropping them off.  But now that I have my task list in hand I think I can successfully pull myself out of bed, put on a bathing suit, pack a snack, and head to the pool with my book!