Today was day 2 of our new schedule. I am a huge creature of habit so when things change I have a really hard time. I like my rut and I hate when people make me get out of it. The Husband is now working a later shift and a longer day so he is able to drive H to work but by the time he gets home and we eat dinner and get the after dinner stuff done it’s after 8:00 and I really just want to go to bed particularly since the day still starts at 6. N is very happy that the new school year has started. I was hoping we’d ease back in, walking to and fro every day. But no. It was raining this morning so we had to drive. Starting the day with road rage because Mommy and Daddy don’t know how to drop Suzy and Jimmie off at school doesn’t bode well for the rest of the day. How hard is it to wait in the line behind the other cars who, by the way, have been waiting to pull up? Why do you drive around everyone and slide in where a car couldn’t pull forward because Billy was half out the door and we don’t want the principal to have to send home a notice telling us that driving with children half out of the car door is poor parenting and sets a bad example for the children. So yes, I may be a bit cranky until I get used to this new rut which isn’t nearly as nice as the last one.
N’s cilantro had done pretty well considering how late in the season it was planted. I have a question though. Is it supposed to be that floppy and just kind of hang over? I’m planning to make some pico de gallo using my variation of this recipe. I think I’ll pick up a bit of extra cilantro at the store just to be sure I have enough. There aren’t many leaves on the plant.
Remember yesterday I mentioned I had plans for my first day home alone. Well I had considered watching TV and knitting all day but then I realized I should do something that I would get to really enjoy so I cleaned the kitchen. No really. I washed all the dishes, cleaned out the fridge, threw away all the boxes with 3 crackers or 1/2 cup of cereal, vacuumed up the dog food that was all over the floor, cleared off and washed the counter really good and even washed the top of the fridge. Then I went in the other room and read some email and blogs. When I went back into the kitchen it was just as clean and bare as I had left it. No one had dropped a bowl in the sink or a pile of papers on the counter. It was glorious.