A little break

I don't know where this week went? For such a crappy one, it sure is speeding by!

But seriously, this week has been rough. My screamers, I mean boys, have been slightly miserable for reasons I cannot figure out. For my littlest I imagine it is teething (my most over-used guess), and for biggie, your guess is as good as mine. Poor guy has been a bucket of tears pretty regularly from Monday through Wednesday. :( 

I had a wisdom tooth pulled and have been pretty much fine, though it did add to my already present head-ache and made handling the emotional chaos in our house a little tougher. 

On a high note, I am thrilled to have that bothersome tooth gone for good. It has hassled me since 2007, but I have been traveling, pregnant, or nursing ever since which didn't allow for freezing and hey, I'm no superhero - clearly, as I seriously considered making a run for it during said extraction. 

Tonight, my man gave me a break and took the kiddos to the park, and then (bless him) put them both to bed. I could have gone anywhere, and I really tried to think of somewhere to venture out to with this bit of freedom. The fact is, when I have a touch of freedom I don't want to go out. I want to stay in and sew, and create, and do puttery house things. And so, as I shouted upstairs "pretend I'm not here!",  I realized that, oh yes, these words have been spoken before...  In times past, I always tended to wander up for a visit, a cuddle, or to lend a hand. Not today. After these past 3 days I was quite happy to stay out of the way and do a little painting. Wonderful, wonderful moments of art. Ahhhh. I feel like new.