Monday, Monday...

...only it's Tuesday.

TODAY:

Woke up, didn't have to run for the bathroom. Thought to myself, this is a good day. Got up, still feeling the after-effects of the flu. A little tired out. Looked outside. Thought again. Not such a good day. Snowing. Like crazy. We've got a few inches.

This afternoon:

Got ALL three kids to take a nap. So excited. I slept too. Phone rang. All four of us woke up. Phone not for me. Neighbor's mom calling for her. Got mad. Got up. Did NOT run next door to give her message. Snowing. Still tired.

Later, Landlord came to plow driveway. First time EVER. Figure I'd move the van for this one. Promptly drove van into snow drift in front of neighbor-who-borrows-my-phone's house. Call Mark. Embarrased to let landlord know I'm stuck. Said to call back if I can't get van out.

Try to subtly, as in, spinning-the-tires-like-crazy-because-I'm-a-girl-and-don't-know-how-to-get-out-of-snow-bank subtly move the van. Successfully land deeper in snowbank. Landlord promptly turns off Bobcat and comes to assist. I hide behind steering wheel as the neighbors also come running out with a shovel.

Come back in house. Neighbor's mom had called while outside. Brought phone to her. Made supper. Carter learned to slide out of highchair. Watch neighbor drive away in someone's car.

Phone still at her house.

(Added this comment at 11:45 p.m.) Got my phone back at 8:00 tonight.