On-call.Â I can’t believe I’m writing that.Â It’s true.Â
We’re in the midle of my husband’s on-call week.Â I look forward to this time with dread and anticipation.Â It’s a love-hate relationship.Â Â I hate the late nights, calls out on the weekend, the possibility that a normal Sunday afternoon of lazying around the house will be interrupted by his phone.Â Â But another part of me looks forward to it it.Â Him being on call means life slows down.Â We don’t make weekend plans, heck I don’t even make dinner plans for the most part.Â It’s a chance for me to get things done that I normally stay away from…like purging everything in our bathroom drawers and cabinets (I finally threw away lipstick that’s over a decade old,) cleaning out the pantry, and Â painting and repainting shelves (and myself in the process.) Â All those chores that I’d rather not tackle on a crisp November weekend finally get crossed off my list when his on call duty rolls around.Â
But in all honesty, I have to admit that as much as I’m thankful for the time to hunker down and dig into projects, there are times when I have mini melt-downs when I hear his phone…
Hop over to Thauna’s blog to see what she’s thankful for this weekend.