Whew. I'm home. What a whirlwind weekend! I spent almost 12 hours in transit on Friday after leaving my house in the 5 AM hour, followed by activities into the west coast evening hours and finally crawling into the holy-crap-this-is-the-most-comfortable-bed ever at what was 2 AM for my east coast body. Yesterday involved another massive amount of travel time, followed by me crashing into our it's-still-comfortable-if-I-rid-my-memory-of-that-fancy-hotel-bed own bed around 10 PM. Oh, that sleep went by way too fast, and the reality of a Monday morning hit me hard.
A couple days ago, I spent my time noshing on meals prepared for us, hanging out with lovely folks, engaged in conversation about grown-up and professional pursuits, consumed some cocktails, rubbed elbows (as well as my right facial cheek!) with celebrities. Today I swept the floors, washed some dishes and wiped a bum that was not attached to my own body. Ahhhhhh.
This is my reality, and I'm quite pleased to be back in it, even if I'm not a big fan of butt wiping. (On others. I assure you that I handle my own business in an appropriate and sanitary manner. Ahem.) Sure, free food and schmoozing is all fun and good, (really, it is quite fun and good, and I'd honestly like another go at it in the future, if at all possible) but what can be better than a three year old hug that squeezes you with the genuine adoration and powerful love. Chatting with fellow bloggers was fabulous, but I'm really looking forward to sitting down at the dining room table tonight with the four people I love the most in this world. There will be chatting about our days, enforcement of the "you must eat all your carrots" rule, reminders to little people to chew with their mouths closed, and most likely more than one shared glance between me and my husband that conveys an exhausted but content feeling that is simply impossibly to fully explain with words.
"I'm SO glad you're back, Mommy."
Me, too, baby.
Off to make some new to do lists,
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