Right now, I am sitting in a hotel room 2 hours away from home, all by myself. My girls and puppy are being taken care of by friends, The Maestro is off adjudicating a music festival a few blocks away, and I basically have two whole days to myself to do whatever I want to do!
I'll admit, the last few weeks have been stressful. I kind of had a breakdown regarding an oratorio performance I did last weekend, and I have just plain been surviving instead of living. Joel made me come with him to this festival so I could have the time to myself--to get away from singing, lessons, shuttling children, and puppy potty training. It's hard for me to leave the kids with someone, and not because I don't think my friends are capable. It's because I feel bad asking someone to take over my responsibilities for a couple days. The list I left of stuff that must be done and places the girls need to be was a little too long for comfort. And I felt guilty last night enjoying a meal with my husband in a nice restaurant, knowing someone else was dealing with the dreaded bed time.
But, I'm here now, and I suppose I'd better use the time to do more than lie in bed playing on the iPad. I'm off to the gym first, and then some shopping. Maybe I'll even get a pedicure or something.
And hopefully, I'll come back home tomorrow night ready to face the craziness again.