Happy Halloween….and this week by the numbers

So my first week back to work has been going well. In a way, it’s like I never left…..what I am noticing however, is how the time outside of work spent not sleeping is so incredibly limited. 

Here’s this week by the numbers:
Nights the children have both slept through the night: 0
Days I have been late to work: 1
Times I’ve signed onto Facebook: 2
Times I’ve browsed my Google Reader: 3
Number of Bloggy Giveaways I’ve entered: 4
So. Apparently I’m quitting the Internet cold turkey. At least until we get the routine down a little bit better….
(really, there’s no way I could quit you, Internet, really)

13 Ways to Tell You’re Addicted to Facebook


13 Ways to Tell You’re Addicted to Facebook

1.) You’ve turned it into a verb, as in, “I’ll change the baby when I’m done Facebooking.”
2.) You know more about what’s going on in the life of Facebook friends than you do of your friend across the street. (who doesn’t Facebook. whatever)
3.) You apologize to your blog for being absent….because you’ve been Facebooking.
4.) You use Facebook Mobile on your phone more than you actually call people with your phone.
5.) You read the Twilight saga because of all the Facebook Flair. 
6.) You know what Facebook Flair is. 
7.) You know how to “throw” Sarah Palin, Joe Six-Pack and Joe the Plumber at people.
8.) You know the difference between being a friend and being a fan.
9.) When hubby asks, “How was your day?” your answer is “Didn’t you see my Facebook updates?”
10.) You’re willing to switch back to IE or Firefox because Google Chrome doesn’t work so well with Facebook.
11.) You’ve made your own Flair.
12.) You’ve started your own Group.
13.) You don’t really see the point of MySpace any more. 
Can you relate?? Did I miss any other tell tale signs??

The Party’s Over

Ok, party is probably the wrong word….but regardless, it’s time for me to go back to work. Tomorrow. All things considered, Junior being born right after school got out (thanks for waiting for us to get back from Florida, sweet boy) was perfect timing for us. I had all summer at home with him, and with MAM, and then I got to take some family leave when the school year actually started. Had he been born in August, I’d still be going back to work now, but he’d be that much younger. 

So. Here we are. I can’t quite imagine it–I really haven’t thought about work AT ALL (except when coworkers call) since the last day of school, in May. I’ve done a few appearances, and have met most of my new students here and there, but haven’t really thought about teaching. It’s been a good sabbatical of sorts. 
My mom is here this week to help ease the transition (thanks, mom!) and next week, Junior will start attending the daycare where MAM was until this school year. The same caregiver who cared for MAM until she was a year (only 3 months, but still) is still there in the infants’ room, and I can’t say enough good things about her. Knowing that our childcare arrangement is solid is a huge relief–I’ve had too many friends stress about such things when returning to work. 
Now if he can just get back to sleeping through the night like he was before our crazy road trip…