This morning I did something new. I dropped LP off at day care and came home to do work. Once before I brought her to day care and went into the office, and several times before the Hoos has dropped her off on a Monday or Friday when I would typically be home with her; but this is the first time in a long time that I have actually been alone in my house on a Monday or Friday. It feels weird. I feel guilty.
I have mentally rationalized the decision to bring her in: 1). She was home with us last Thursday, a typical school day; 2). I plan on picking her up before 3, so she will only be at school five hours or so today; 3). I have conference calls from 11-12 and 12-1:30, it wouldn't be fair to her to have me distracted for 2.5 hours when she thinks we should be playing; and finally 4). The Hoos came up with this one - yeah, it sucks for her to have to spend the day hanging out with her friends and playing.
However, on a less than rational level I feel guilty. To compensate for this I have tried to fill every minute of my day so I am not "wasting" my time away from LP:
9am - Drop off LP
9:15 - Go to Stew's to buy milk
9:30 - Eat breakfast and check email
10 - Return dressy shoes I bought LP that she won't wear enough to justify the cost. Besides, I found them cheaper online.
10:15 - Return books to the library
10:45 - Prepare for conference calls
11am - 1:30pm - Conference Calls
1:30 - Eat lunch and get ready for class
2:00 - Prep LP and Daddy's dinner
2:30 - Pick up LP
Am I nuts? Or is this a genius move that will convince me to bring LP to day care and work from home every Monday?