I may have gone a wee bit overboard with the bubbles. 😉

The kids had Spring Break last week, and so did the colleges where I work and teach. (Staff don’t get Spring Break off, but I did get the week off from teaching.)

Everything was back to the normal routine today, with one small exception: now, it’s my Spring Break! Sure, I have a research paper and a budget analysis that I should could be working on, but I decided to enjoy a couple of nights of doing absolutely nothing for school.

So, we all said bedtime prayers and I tucked the little three in bed, then I told the older two (who immediately went back to playing a video game and were pretending to listen to me) that I was going to take a bubble bath and not to bother me unless they were bleeding or broken. They mumbled something incoherent in agreement, and I let them be.

I took an open bottle of Malbec and a wine glass from the kitchen, locked myself in the bathroom and pretended to be in my own, little world for a while, until the hot water started making my skin feel pruney and the bubbles were dissolving. It was glorious.