Me Time

The Critter has recovered from the crappy croup. Just like the doc said, it lasted about 5 days, with 2 nights being pretty bad. She was a bit phlemy for a few extra days, but is now back to her happy self.

Of course, then I got some of the creeping crud too, in the form of a nasty cold and accompanying cold sore. Joy. And now Mr. P, who started us all of on this merry-go-round of sick, is all stuffy again. This is what having kids is all about, isn't it? Passing your cold around the house all winter.

Mr. P isn't going to have any time to lie on the couch (and bitch, the way only a man with the sniffles can do) because he goes into primary parent mode as of tomorrow morning. That is because I'm going on a trip. All by myself. For fun.

Let's let that sink in a moment.

All by myself. For fun. It's been awhile. For either of those things.

I'm going to visit a friend of mine in CA. She recently moved there and got married, so I'm going to check out her new digs and have some adult time.

Honestly, in addition to seeing my friend of course, what I'm really looking forward to is the plane ride. 4 hours to just sit. To just be. Maybe read (OMG, I had to look all over the house last night to find my beloved Kin.dle, abandoned since the Critter was born). Maybe sleep. Maybe just space out. For sure, not to take care of anyone else other than myself. I'm really looking forward to that.

And I'll admit, although I'm super-duper happy about some Me Time, I'm very nervous about missing the Critter, and her missing me. We have never been apart from each other for more than a few hours. Ever. Not since she was a frozen little blast.

I hope we both do ok.

(But still I'm excited!!! Woooooot!)