Writers' Block

Since I had nothing better to write about, I thought I would present you all with my newest dilemma:

Work hours have changed for me over the summer. I leave a little earlier in the morning, but instead of getting home at around 4:30; I now get home at 3:00. I'll admit that the 'earlier' part has been tough for me and the kids to adapt to, but it also presented what looked like a pleasing scenario. Dave leaves work at 3:30, Natalie's camp ends at 4:00 and Elisa can be at pre-school until 6:00-though she is usually picked up by whoever leaves work the earliest. (She has never been there later than 4:30 in her life.) Tristan and Caroline spent today at my grandmother's and could be there as long as I needed. In theory, that meant that I could have an hour and a half by myself today between the time I got home from work and Dave got here after picking up the kids. I thought that I would enjoy the little break.

My feeling was that since I get them ready by myself in the morning and drop them off to at least two locations on my way to work, that it was only fair for my husband to do the same in the afternoon. He even agreed with me. So, we made the arrangements, I came home, and I did have a little bit of fun alternately taunting Wendy on Facebook and by phone; and yet that little voice in the back of my head kept saying 'what kind of mom leaves her kids for another hour at the sitter's house when she is home and could have picked them up herself and made her poor husband do it instead? So, while it was a nice idea in theory, I'll probably pick them up myself after work tomorrow. Mommy guilt-it's an ugly thing.