Wow, this kinda sucks.

The husband has been gone for about 5 days now and Taylor has been at his mom’s since Thursday night.

At first it was fun.

• Cooking yummy foods I like that my daughter does too… foods that involve any of the following: avocado, asparagus, tomatoes or sweet potatoes, etc. (PICKY boys)
• Lots of fun girlie time to paint sparkly fingers and toes. Go to the park and just hang out with my little one. 
• No loud, obnoxious boys in the house (I’m including my husband here)
• Watching Disney movies and reading little girl books for half the day uninterrupted if we want.
• Cleaning the house and it (mostly) staying that way with little maintenance. I have animals and a 4 yr old…. my expectations can’t be too high here or I would just be delusional.
• Dirty dishes are amazingly few and far between… so it our garbage output…. and dirty laundry.
• Toilet seat stays down
• Etc.

Now several days in….

• The house is too quiet. I miss the talking about more than just little-girl stuff and I kinda miss the chaos. I’m sick.. I know.
• I’m sick to death of anything remotely related to Disney Princesses…..
• It’s impossible to get any solid, uninterrupted writing time in with a 4 year old that needs to be entertained around. I’ll bust-out on writing after she’s asleep but then I’m seriously dragging ass when she gets up at the ass-crack of dawn with requests for juice boxes, a cooked breakfast or frantic snitching on what the pets are getting up to (Dear God: Hairballs… every DAY… REALLY?). What I should have been doing is going to bed when she does and getting up crazy early to write when I’m most creative anyway…. now that the holiday weekend is mostly over that’s great to realize.
• It sucks not having a cat-box-scooper, doggie “yard-present” picker-upper, garbage taker-out assistants on tap. SUCKS. Yes, I leave the glamorous jobs to the guys… I’m all give here.

Also… the key to the back-gate is probably in my husband’s pocket right now…… how the hell am I going to get the large garbage can onto the front curb this morning without a Looney Toon-ish complicated Acme pulley system?