Counting down....

Can't wait until Friday to see this guy!

Scott left yesterday for some work training in San Francisco and will be gone until Friday afternoon. It doesn't surprise anyone in my family that I become a hopeless mess when Big Poppa leaves town, but for some reason I always, always, always give myself a HUGE anxiety attack before he leaves. He's gone out of town before, for just as long, too, and I've survived just fine, but I must forget that fact whenever another business trip rolls around.

I guess the panic of trying to take care of four Crack Monkeys just really freaks me out....which in turn wracks me with guilt because what mother freaks out over her kids? Wait, don't answer that!

Anyway, today was the first day without Scott...it went smoothly, surprisingly. Yes, this is me totally surprised at the fact that I was able to get 3 of my kids off to school on time. Which shouldn't surprise me since I do this by myself even when Big Poppa is home.

What is wrong with me?

Is it Friday yet?