Free of all those windows I had open for work
Shut those things down, yes
Dinner is also done, served, and everyone doing their own relaxing
So nice
I left work today, early, just to set back up at home and be on call. So I had some extra time to cook dinner for my kids. Nothing too special... crappy hamburger helper lasagna with organic green beans seasoned with beef bullion, mixed variety small potatoes in organic butter, garlic and onion powder, and fresh parsley from the garden out back. My 19 yo young man said, "Mom?" ...*makes the italian kisses-hand face*... "your potatoes" *makes kissy face again*
The dish I enjoyed making the most, was the one he and I both liked best. The girl child and her boyfriend did not say crap (other than load up with hungry eyes), they are in their own little world. I don't need them to say anything. It was crap for main dish, bleh. The rest of the ingredients were more natural. ...but still basic. I'm not a sensation in the kitchen haha. Being an Aquarius-galore, cooking was, um, an interruption. But as a single parent, a necessity, a routine.
Me and routines...
*shakes head*
Routines sometimes grate me crazy after some time, even the most well-intention-ed ones. Maybe not that bad......
Anyway, free time this evening!
I decided not to go to the Up to Us caravan stop in Columbus tonight. I had felt it fair I take an on-call night when the two top off-hours support folks both were unable, plus... it was kinda my job, as backup. You know, there's that. So.... I left work a little early so I could "babysit support" from the comfort of my own home. Working from home is a HUGE perk of being in the software developer world. I worked from home for 5 years when the kids were little. It afforded me more time to keep up on things around the house. Ready for a walk? (We walk for 15 minutes afternoons at work even now) When I was working from home, instead of taking that walk, I got up and folded laundry or started dinner or ran out to pick my kids up from school because there are no buses. Working from home was just what I needed during an important time while my kids were younger. I don't prefer it these days. At home I want to play, and at work I am better at not instead playing. Simple. Home just feels like relaxation to me and that's how I like it to be.
When I get home I cannot wait to change my clothes! I want my comfy clothes! I want to throw off all those too detailed clothes and put on something made of old cotton.
THEN I can go about whatever it is needs doing when the kids-filled evening is calling my attention. That's usually NOT been dinner lately, since it is MY belief that the 16 and 19 year olds are QUITE capable of making a dinner for the two of them. I cannot eat most everything they can and am tired of cooking meals others like that I cannot eat. Plus, I'm busy, or tired. That must sound like a mean mom, but sheesh. I taught the oldest to make his own bowl of cereal and to go watch tv until mom woke up... as soon as I could. This is just me, thinking kids can do for themselves. My niece made pancakes the other day by herself. She asked a few questions but generally made all her own decisions and did it herself. Later on, she and her brother asked me to supervise them using a wood-burning writing utensil on some scrap wood out front (this was at the farm). They each made an attempt to make a sign for their new business "chicken run". Kids are smart cookies. I believe in treating them as if they are and developing their noodles. Some parents parent by dictatorship. That's not me. I always try to explain my reasons to them when I tell them why I decide what I decide. I will explain the dynamics of situations, for as long as they are willing to oblige me (they don't always), and we will discuss it when one of them feels differently. Sometimes this has been quite heated! But as I have grown while growing them, I hope that they internalize growth-seeking foundations as well.
....and the boy child has come into my room to bother me (his words not mine), time for laughs
That's not a ad in my blog post. It's my googling what the 19 year old is telling me about, having sworn there was cosmic beer in that nebula. hahaha He says he would LOVE to drink some 10 thousand year old cosmic beer! What a dork. lol
...and he's still imagining what it would be like, probably a little dirty (LMAO).
I'm outta here, kids galore...
