Why Wednesdays never work out the way I need them too!

Hmmm

Every Wednesday I am kid-free, meaning my ex comes to my house and picks up daughter. Life is sweet, gives me a break in the middle of the week and I can get a TON of stuff done. Well this week daughter had LICE. The most disgustingly horrible thing on the planet for a girl with thick curls to have. And she didn't have a touch of it, she had a ton of it. So today I spent not at work, but at home treating, then retreating her hair. Luckily I don't use RID which in itself is disgusting, all natural for me baby.

But on normal Wednesdays I conjur up a list of *me* items that I really want to do -

* Yoga with my friend Dawn
* Go look for a new pair of hip glasses, perchance a buy one get one and get a sweet pair of sunglasses too
* Go to Barnes and Noble for a nice hot Chai and a good book or magazine
* Have Margaritas and Fajitas with the girls
* Take a long hot bath
* Go to bed early
* Eat a ton of ice cream and watch a rented movie
* Take a nice quiet thought provoking drive
* Drive around an area where one day I might like to live or open up shop
* Conspire to create art

Does any of that happen? No.
Normally I get stuck shopping or cleaning or laundering.
It sux, but them I remember that even though I miss her dearly, it is still *me* time.