Crazy. Busy.

It's Saturday morning!

Myyyyyyyyy HOW THIS WEEK FLEW BY!!!!

We never stop. There are brief moments where Manny and I can sit down and read a book, flip on the t.v., or cruise the 'net. But definitely not lately. 

I feel bad complaining about never seeing Manny, and if I do it is in brief stints between gigs. I feel bad because I remember what is was like when he wasn't working. When we lived on a "Target diet" when we first moved to NYC, and whatever the Super Target carried food-wise, is what we ate and charged to the Target credit card. I remember heading to Target for the groceries and the looks of pure excitement on Manny and I's faces when we saw Target started selling milk!!! 

That lasted a few months until we saw the fruits of our hard work. We had the steady income of The Tablet, and Manny started making the rounds to the studios, calling up people, getting the word out. I am so proud of him... How far he has come in such a short time. (Although 3 years flies, it also seems ridiculously long when I look back at some points.) 

Anyway... I don't really know what this post is about. I'm more or less reminding myself to be thankful for the work, and an able hubby, while I take on my own tasks and juggle two kids and look forward to him coming home from 10 to 11:30 this morning in between a morning shift and an evening shift. 

The super good news?! After today is over, Kavita comes to watch  Gabe and Anna for a few hours while I sneak away and meet Manny at the studio and we have a date tonight.... Time Alone that isn't spent discussing our schedules or how are jobs are going. 

I have no idea what we are going to do. Maybe head to Brooklyn, to the promenade? Maybe head to lower Manhattan and people watch? Maybe just stroll hand in hand, and enjoy not pushing a double stroller? No matter what we do, I'm going to enjoy it.