This morning was much better, despite the fact that Penny woke up at ten minutes before six.

Penny danced with TJ and another little girl (someone from her class, not one of the big kids), and gave me a big hug and a kiss, and didn't cry when I left.

So I'm tired, but at least I don't have Mommy-guilt.

I'm still not sure what to do about irc and work. I think for today and tomorrow, at least, I'll probably stay mostly offline except at lunchtime. Just in case the boss decides to poke his head in unexpectedly.

He's out of the office on travel all next week, though, so I'll have that week to figure out what I'm going to do for the long term.

In the meantime, if I'm not online, send e-mail and phone messages, I guess.

Tomorrow is St. Patrick's Day. Naturally, the cute green shirt I bought for Penny to wear is short-sleeved, and we're looking at a high in the low 50s.

We'll see what happens, I guess. She doesn't really seem to feel the cold, anyway, and they keep the kids inside all day, or make them put on their coats if they go out on the playground, so it should be fine.

Tomorrow is also the start of Matt's visit weekend. Yay! Since I don't have anyone available to beg to pick him up at the airport, he'll have to take the shuttle service home, so he probably won't get home until after Penny's gone to bed. But that probably works out in our favor, since if she's awake when he gets home, we'll have a hell of a time getting her to go to bed for at least another hour.

But of course, he leaves again Sunday. We'll be driving him to the airport to drop him off. I'm a little nervous about that -- I don't expect Penny to watch him walking away with anything like aplomb.

The current plan is to take her over to visit Jess after we drop Matt off, to sort of distract her from the fact that her daddy is gone again.

I just keep telling myself -- it's only one more weekend by ourselves. That sounds shorter than "two weeks," don't you think?

God, I hate our jobs.

--Liz