Spending four straight days of quality time alone with the family, when you are all varying degrees of sick, and have absolutely nothing to do is enough to drive a person nuts. Not me, mind you, but, him.
I’m used to being stuck in the house, and perfectly capable of entertaining myself or spending my downtime screwing around online. I am pretty content to do nothing, especially when I have the flu from hell and am leaking gallons of green snot. Yum!
He, however, is not. He is bored.when he is not working, he has no clue what to do with himself. And so he paces and wanders and is completely restless and unable to relax.
And I have been too sick to entertain him. Every project he has tried to start has failed for some random reason. His drill died. His cordless screwdriver died. And then his car battery died. And he was just thrilled. And a joy to be around.
Even the kid is looking forward to going back to school already, and she has another week or so of vacation left. We love her and all, but man, she talks a lot. We DO try to do stuff with her:
Thank the gods for the Wii. Seriously. We have used it every day so far. The kid’s favorites so far are skiing and running, and I enjoy the step aerobics and hula hooping. We are also playing lots of tennis and bowling, together. He is even doing yoga. This thing is freaking awesome!