All the Presidents’ Monday

I’m not used to having Presidents’ Day off, but it was recently decided that the library should close when the rest of the city departments do, instead of giving library staff  ‘floating holiday’ time.  As a city employee, I appreciate this—it saves on money and resentment.

Can’t say I’m too pleased about losing six random days of writing time, though—vacation hours are for family, but the holidays were mine.  But it came in handy today, since the kids are off, my husband has classes,  and Watson is driving back from Tennessee, where my MIL will be visiting family for the next couple of weeks.

It’s going to be interesting, not having my MIL around—we’ve been living in the same house for five years and we’ve settled into a routine, modified when Watson joined us.

A lot of that routine, to be perfectly honest, is absolutely to my benefit.  I’m gone for roughly ten hours a day, so most of the daily housework tasks tend to just . . . happen . . .  when I’m not around.

Timing is everything.

But my MIL will get  breather from the kids’ exuberance and the kids will have one less adult looking over their shoulders.  It’s possible that this will hold true for Watson and my husband as well.

And it turns out that emptying and refilling the dishwasher, picking up the living room, and changing the sheets on the beds is kind of . . . satisfying.

At least for today.  We’ll see how it goes when the novelty wears off.

In the meantime, the kids and I will be having a dance contest in front of the TV during my MIL’s usual afternoon nap time.

Timing is everything!