I went to work today. I fixed my hair and wore dress pants. I grabbed a lunch my husband made me and a travel mug full of coffee. I worked on a project that makes your already twitching eye twitch worse. I made phone calls and sent emails. I left after it was dark.
I came home to two little ones ready for bed. I love the coming home part and how working just two days makes me appreciate the other 5 days so much more! I am home. I get to smell Lucia’s neck and say “yes” when Jameson asks me, “cuddle for just a minute, mama?” Yes, I’ll cuddle. I’ll put on my comfty clothes and chat with hubs about the day. Working is good. Coming home is even better.