Per usual, Eric is on call this weekend. The story of my life. He went in several hours ago to round on his inpatients and discharge those ready. And I know he has notes to do from his 40+ patient clinic yesterday. Not sure if he’s planning on doing those at the hospital while he waits for potential calls from the ER or floor, or come home and work. Either way he’s unavailable for anything exciting today, and I can’t even leave the girls with him in case he would get called in.
Do I sound like a broken record? I feel like one. I can’t think of anything exciting enough in this town going on today that is worth a solo outing with the girls. Plus it’s raining and barely 40 degree F, so not a pretty day to be out and about with little kids.
I know this sounds awfully negative, but I keep wondering what I’m doing here when the girls and I exist alone so very often.