Ahhh...feel the mental health returning...

So, today I'm taking a mental health day.

Actually, that's not entirely true. I'm taking an "it's-important-right-now-for-me-to-fulfill-my-vocation-as-a-wife" day. M is absolutely slammed by his semester ending, and I've been working crazy hours which leaves him functioning as the sole parent and housekeeper all while trying to wrap up his semester. I've been more like a roommate than a wife (our celebration of Cinco de Mayo notwithstanding). I just felt like he needed a present wife more than a winner of bread and bringer of bacon today.

So I called work, told them I needed to be home with M today (and I may have sort of kind of made it sound like M was ill) and I've gone grocery shopping; cleaned out the fridge; did days worth of dishes he hadn't gotten to; and when I'm done here I'll start cleaning the rest of the house in earnest. He'll come home to a clean house, a dinner in the oven, and a wife who can cheerfully take over all aspects of childrearing for the evening so he can either rest or continue to work on his papers. Hopefully, given the way he slept last night, both.

I've been contemplating washing the sheets on our beds...but we don't have enough quarters to wash AND dry, and the weather is looking a little iffy for line dried sheets. Maybe tomorrow will be better. And really: if one CAN dry their bedsheets on the line, drying them in the dryer is so unsatisfactory. Mmmm...love to fall asleep in crisp, fresh, line-dried sheets.