Confessions of a ResLife Spouse: the First 24 Hours
There’s good news and bad news today people. The good news is: the RA’s are back and they are just wonderful people. Andrew and I always enjoy welcoming them into our home and making them part of our lives. And this new group is pretty legit. The bad news is: I’m so tired! Already! How can I be this tired already??* I don’t even start work until Monday! Plus we have attempted to go to bed “early” this last week. It was all for nothing because I have been so tired or have such summer brain that I have done the following lately: ran into 2 doors (not just one, but two), leaned on the back of our couch but turns out our couch isn’t as long as I thought it was so naturally I just fell right over (Andrew thought this was really funny). Oh and I also poured the coffee grounds for my cup of Joe in the sink instead of in the coffee filter. And pretty much no student has the same name as last year because my brain is choosing to call them whatever I want.
Usually when the RA’s arrive we cook them a few meals throughout training. It’s always an adventure when Andrew and I are in the kitchen together. So last night the plan was for Andrew to prep for this morning’s breakfast (which included hard-boiled eggs) and then we wanted to make cookies and have the RA’s over for a bit. Well the breakfast prepping didn’t really go according to schedule. Ideally we wanted eggs to be done before we started cookies but naturally, nothing goes according to such perfect plans. So as Andrew finished cooking and chopping eggs, I started making cookies. Now our kitchen, as with most RD kitchens, is not that big people. Andrew was working with about a foot of counter space which ended with one hard-boiled egg down the sink and another chopped egg all over the floor which I promptly walked right through. So then we had to boil another egg. So then I start making cookies because really it was my plan all along to greet the RA’s with the loving smell of hard boiled eggs and chocolate chip cookies (note sarcasm here). I then proceeded to make about 4 dozen cookies with about a foot of counter space and the use of the top of the stove. And let me tell you what, I think I did pretty darn well with that.
But we made it people. Andrew’s breakfast was great this morning and I can actually still see my kitchen. We made it through the first 24 hours. Pray for us.
Now the RD’s and RA’s are off on one of the retreats I mentioned in this earlier post and I am sitting in the silence of my apartment. Ahhh.
*In my defense I did get up at 7:45 this morning to help with a garage sale so its not like I slept until 10. I was productive!