Tuesday, January 24, 2012

It always rains...

On Tuesdays. Seriously. I should never make plans to leave the house on Tuesdays in Austin, because that is the day it always rains.

Tuesday is the day that the cleaning ladies come to the house. I hate being in the house when they are there. I feel awkward, like we are all watching each other. I worry they think I'm home to supervise them, or rat them out for doing a bad job (I'm not a mind reader, just paranoid). I also feel like they are watching me, and judging my baby sitting skills. I'm always dragging the baby from room to room to stay out of their way, while making sure we don't mess up what they just cleaned.

Today, I made plans. I had planned to meet with a guy about subletting his apartment. I planned it all perfectly. I scheduled the meet for 11, after David's nap so he would be a good little Honeybadger. While he was napping, I made bottles, packed the diaper bag, got the baby carrier and loaded it all into the car so that when he woke up, I would literally put pants on him and leave. I wake him up at 10:40 and start getting him ready, when I hear thunder, which I choose to ignore.

I yell out to Grandma (who is staying in the house for at least week) that we are running an errand and will be back. She comes out and asks me about the weather. I open the front door, and its pouring. POURING. I make a dash for the car with the baby. Jump in the back seat with him and close the door to start strapping him in. I get in the front seat, and start driving. I get 2 blocks away when Grandpa calls and says "I heard you are driving. I don't think you should in this weather. You should turn around and go back." Well I can't argue with that. So back we go.

So we stayed home, and we were stuck in the house (because of the rain) while the cleaning ladies cleaned. Argh.


The biggest bummer wasn't even that I had to cancel the apartment meet, it was that I woke David up from his nap to run this errand that was ruined by the rain. He could have slept for another 45 minutes probably if I had let him!

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