Lunches are packed; school clothes are laid out. We are leaving our little home bubble tomorrow I hope/pray/think.
I thought I was being totally awesome yesterday because I made a crockpot chicken and sweet potato stew and 2 loaves of pumpkin bread at 8:30 am before I ran out for a quick 60-minute massage. I checked on the bread before I left and noted that it had a really strange texture and seemed pretty short, but I didn't consciously give it much thought. Then, 43 minutes into my massage, I tensed up and realized I FORGOT TO ADD ANY BAKING SODA because I was dismantling my spice cabinet looking for cloves and deciding to just use pumpkin pie spice instead. Such a pisser, Completely odd and dense bread.
But Dorothy LOVES it.
Cross your fingers that we have school tomorrow. I think we will-- we haven't had any snow-- things have been canceled for severe cold, and it is supposed to be a comfortable 12 degrees tomorrow, so we should be all good. Which is good because Ben has to work normal business hours (happens twice a year and sucks ass), and the babies and I have both Kindermusik AND Little Gym. Showers and real clothes all around. Not sure if I am ready to leave the bubble, but I'll put up a brave front.