Today, I go from school, to marching band, to barbershop chorus, with nary a break in between. This means leaving the house at 7:30AM (7AM once jazz band starts, in a couple of weeks) and getting back in at around 10:45PM. Same thing on Thursdays, except I can get home closer to 10:10, and I can stop home in between rehearsals. It's a long day, but I'm doing fun stuff, so it's not bad at all.
The worst part is that I don't see, and thus can't help, The Wife with the boys. That, I don't like, particularly since The Boy and I are so attached right now. In trying to combat that, we had a nice day today. I went home for lunch, which is always fun, even if this week's lunch coincided with physical therapy, so I was more of a distraction than a help.
During marching band, The Wife brought the boys to rehearsal for a few minutes. It was really nice to see them for a little while, and The Boy loved listening to the band count and loved seeing all of the different instruments. He even played on a quint for a note or two! I think the students enjoy having him around, because it's VERY cute when he toddles out yelling "Dah-dee! Dah-dee! Dah-dee!" into the field.
Tomorrow, I'll walk in the door as The Wife is leaving for orchestra. That'll be fun, getting to spend some time with The Boys and trying the new bedtime procedures with them both.
On Thursday, I think I might come home from lunch again, but - then again - I might not. When I come home from school, I'm taking my clothes off downstairs and showering so that I reduce the chance of spreading infection from my school to my home. If I come home from lunch and do NOT do the same, then I'm essentially counteracting that preparation. Sigh. Maybe I wear scrubs on the way into the house in that case? I don't know. There must be a simple solution. Any ideas?