Tuesday, 29. November 2011
Sometimes I think about how much money I would spend for free time.
When we were in Maui, Laef had Thanksgiving Day completely off. Just knowing that I’d have an extra set of hands to help made me beyond excited. And then Laef agreed to watch Harper for 1 hour so I could go to the pool. ALL BY MYSELF.
Then of course something happened with work, and he got called away seconds before I was to escape. I’m not kidding, I almost went Harper on his ass. I had to fight back a serious meltdown. I could taste that one hour, and it tasted like a Pina Coloda spiked with Banana Boat SPF 4.
In the end, he didn’t have to be gone very long, and when he came back I went to the pool.
And let’s be honest, I totally missed them both after 30 minutes. But since finding an hour seems impossible in real life, I forced myself to order another Corona and tough it out. It was so hard. Times were tough.
So, anyway, we came home from Hawaii on Friday. Laef had to work all day Saturday and Sunday. When he got home Sunday evening I handed Harper to him so that I could do a few things.
Laef: “OK, well, I need to poop first.”
Me: Side eye. “OK. I guess you can poop.”
10 minutes later I realize I am still on Harper duty.
Me: “Um, this is NOT one of those poops. This is not a “read the entire Week cover to cover poops.”
Me” “NOW. If I can’t take a shower longer that 4 minutes, you certainly can NOT poop and enjoy a magazine for 10 minutes areyoufuckingkiddingme? Do you want me to cut you?”
I think it was at that very minute that Laef finally realized how valuable time is.
He was about as excited to sit on the toilet as I was to sit by the pool.