Mondays SUCK

Man, I hate Mondays. Yesterday was particularly bad, though. We started summer hours here at the office...Monday - Thursday, 7 a.m. - 5:30 p.m. Yes, that's right, I do have Fridays off for the next 8 weeks, but the long days suck sewage. My poor husband, home alone with the boys for 10 1/2 hours...it's such a hard adjustment.

And on top of today being the first day of summer hours, AND it being a yoga night for me (which means more time home alone with the boys), Mel had to deal with the highly incompetent plumbers from J & J (the supply line to our hot water heater was spraying water everywhere - something they just repaired 6 months ago). That alone puts him in a bad mood. It's such a disruption to the daily schedule to have people in the house. The boys have a tendancy to go a little nuts when their schedule is thrown out the window. Oh, and on top of all that, I had to take diapers home because we ran out. Mel was certainly in a funk the whole day.

Mel is an incredibly talented, artistic, interesting, intelligent man...but man is he moody. Once he gets into a funk it takes days to get out. I tried to do what I could to help. I got Burger King for dinner on my way home from work (which I couldn't eat because of yoga). Took Duncan upstairs with me so Mel could eat and have a break for the 30 minutes I was home between work and yoga. I picked up a new CD for him while I was at yoga class, picked up beer on my way home from yoga...along with breakfast and lunch for tomorrow. It helped a little, he was starting to shake it off, but then got upset when I wasn't paying attention to him. He wanted to talk and catch up on the day. But unfortunately, this was at 10 p.m. I was completely wiped out. I needed to go to sleep. And so, I went to bed and Mel got into a worse funk.

A little about my day. It started at 4:45 a.m. - a little bit earlier than usual, and work was much more stressful and crazy than usual. With the long hours, our lunch hour gets cut to 30 minutes, but I had errands to run and had to get diapers, so lunch was a very busy, rushed time, followed by more chaos in the afternoon. I was granted the honor of being the main contact for summer school this year...my days are filled with calls from people asking questions, people coming in to register, and dealing with my boss, who is now (two days before teachers start work) working on putting together the packet for teachers and asking about getting supplies for them (ordering can't be done until July 1 now - our system shuts down for pretty much the whole month of June). It was one of those "I'm walking out the door and not coming back" days. As you can imagine, my day sucked almost as much as Mel's day. Come 10 p.m. I had nothing left to give. But with Mel already being in a funk, he wasn't in a place to really care what kind of day I'd had.

And he woke up in a funk this morning. I'm sure by the time I get home, with no interruptions to the day, and the food that I picked up last night, he will have pulled himself out of it. And with my boss being out of the office today (he's in the weekly Cabinet meeting), hopefully I will have an easier day too. I really hope the boys are good for him. They seemed to be pretty happy when I left this morning.

Connor starts gymnastics tonight...a class that he loves. My plan is to have Mel go to class with him. The class is Tuesday and Thursday for the next three weeks. I thought it would be nice for Mel to have a break and get out of the house a couple times during the week. I'm optimistic that Mel will want to go to class with Connor and the household will be in good spirits when I get home. I'm keeping my fingers crossed. :0)