The locker room is eerily quiet this evening. Big daddy is of course at work. Both Juju and Stanky are not feeling very well. For once, dinner time was pleasantly uneventful. No screaming at each other saying the other one needs to eat their food or no dessert. No trading food across the table. No screaming for juice when they saw the bottoms of their cups. Not once did I have to pick up a fallen spoon or fork. No noise. No mess either. They LOOK sickie: watery eyes, runny nose, and the occasional cough that sounds like I gave birth to seals, not little boys. Doesn't a mom, who works all day, want nothing more than to come home to quiet? Well of course thats what I want...at least not at the expense of my guys. Oh what I wouldn't give to hear a laugh or giggle. Hell, I'll take yelling at this point. I know in a couple of days I'll regret saying that but its just not the same when there's no noise. Not even a little.
We're driving to Austin tomorrow afternoon (where's all my TEXANS?! WOOT WOOT!). I have an interview Friday morning. Its just me and the boys. Big daddy can't get the time off. My MIL lives right outside of Austin in Copperas Cove, so that where we'll be staying. She's gonna be watching them while I'm at my interview. A couple months ago I posted about a position in San Antonio with the company that I currently work for...that did not work out. But I know this one definitely will! I feel it. This is the job for me! So again I'm asking everyone to cross fingers and toes. And definitely cross them for an uneventful road trip with my 2 sickies.