On Friday night, I took a bath. I took THAT much time out of my schedule to actually take a bath. I took a bath with a BOOK, none the less.
I needed some me time. Something I rarely do for myself is take a bath. I don't think that actually sitting down and relaxing in the tub is that much fun when you have kids knocking at the door telling on each other.
MAAAAA! He won't get out of my room!
MAAAAA! I want a snack.
MAAAAA! When are you coming out??
This time the only knock that came to the door was followed by I LOVE YOU.
How can you get mad at that?
But my point is, with Hubs deployed, this is maybe the secong time that I have actually taken an actual bath in the actual bathtub. I musta been in there for over an hour. And you know what? It felt REAL good to say, "FORGET about the kids!"