Oh, man. Today I really needed a stunt double. I was just DRAGGING and begging the clock to go quicker. There was nothing extra annoying or exhausting about the day. The children were well behaved. We had no events to rush around to. Everyone ate their food obligingly. No one was sick, rashy, or otherwise not well. I guess I was just BORED, plain and simple.
I really needed a stunt double to knock on my door and say, "Don't worry ma'am. I am here to do the cooking/cleaning/ wrestling with/ reading to/ inspiring/ disciplining/ educating/ nurturing/ putting to bed/ bathing and all the other things you do on a daily basis. You just go ahead and climb back into bed with your not-so-secret stash of Ghiradelli chocolates and don't worry about a thing. I will wake you when it's time for you to go to your knitting class this evening."