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executive function

Leah was away last week from Wednesday morning to Sunday night, visiting exotic Oklahoma and Florida. During the day, her being away doesn't feel any different, but at bedtime the kids did miss her some. The hard part for me I didn't realize until later, until Monday morning when I was meant to be getting ready for work and getting the boys ready to go to my parents' house for the day. As the clock ticked past 8:00 without anyone dressed or fed, I realized that over the past five days I'd completely exhausted my ability to make anyone do anything. Including myself. When I let Leah know she very kindly offered to make me breakfast.

Happily, I didn't have a meeting yesterday so there was actually no time pressure. Eventually I did get myself going, fed two of the children and myself (somebody always wants to hold out for breakfast from Grandma), and even made myself a lunch. My arrival time was not disgraceful. Today Leah was back at work and I acquitted myself reasonably well: we did some art, made some bread, read some stories, and played a math game. Of course, my recovery isn't entirely complete—I haven't been able to make myself go to bed yet...

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