My dear husband began his internal medicine rotation yesterday and, oh dear, he was gone from 7 a.m. to 7 p.m. Then he had to be at the hospital at 5 a.m. today! This is a rude awakening from our sweet psychiatry and anesthesiology rotations schedules! Rats.
Yesterday about 4 p.m., I loaded up Henry in the car seat bent on getting out and about. Where to? I don't know. Don't want to spend money. So I picked up my phone and called Brooke (who has family in town) and she said, C'mon over. I love to desperately throw myself onto people.
Hey, are you home? I'm coming over.
I hosted a playgroup here today. Well, seeing that there were 5 babies under 1, it was more an adult-interaction group. Like, hey...c'mon over and talk with grown-ups. Henry fell asleep about 5 minutes after the guests arrived and Powers watched sulkily from the backyard. He just wanted to lick everyone, is that such a crime?
Getting hair cut tonight. Stay tuned.