RE-ENTRY DAY ONE

• Went to office on a Saturday to finish clearing out my desk.

• Finished taking down Christmas.

• Went to symphony concert for first time in three years.

RE-ENTRY DAY TWO

• Replaced handle on toilet in son’s bathroom; relieved that it will now flush.

• Replaced broken window pane in garage door; relieved that children can now play basketball without risk of impaling themselves.

RE-ENTRY DAY THREE

• Watched four episodes of “Battlestar Galactica” on Netflix.

RE-ENTRY DAY FOUR

• Cleared breakfast dishes by 9 a.m.

• Started load of laundry by 9:15 a.m.

• Picked up sick child from school at 9:45 a.m.

• Watched two episodes of “Battlestar Galatica” while sick child took a nap.

• Went to grocery store while it was still daylight.

• Was late picking up non-sick child from school; forgot to allow enough time for grocery shopping beforehand.

• Cooked dinner! Frozen ravioli, but still.

RE-ENTRY DAY FIVE

• Breakfast dishes not cleared till 11:30 a.m.

• Watched only one episode of “Battlestar Galatica.”

• Fell asleep on couch at 2 p.m.

• Picked up children from school on time; forgot I’m now supposed to take the eastbound pickup route instead of the westbound pickup route.

• Got honked at in school pickup line because I was playing games on my phone instead of paying attention; forgot how boring it is to sit in school pickup line.

• Cooked dinner! Mashed potatoes! Not from a box!

• At this rate, I might even get the beds made by March 1.

• Fell asleep on couch at 7 p.m.

RE-ENTRY DAY SIX

• Cleared breakfast dishes by 9:15 a.m.

• Cleared piles of paperwork from desk; uncovered shoebox full of gifts for Operation Christmas Child. Oops.

• Watched two episodes of “Battlestar Galactica.”

• Picked up children from school on time; daughter asked if I’d been in my pajamas all day. “These are not pajamas,” I retorted. “They are sweatpants.” And yes, I’d been in them all day.

• Discovered two bags of cranberries in back of fridge. Made cranberry-orange bread I had intended to make for Christmas.

• Cooked dinner! Scrambled eggs!

While clearing dinner dishes, daughter asked, “So what do you do at home all day now?”

“Ha!” I answered. “That’s a good question.”

Daughter continued: “Last time you were home all the time, I remember you doing laundry and dishes.”

And I’m lovin’ every minute of it.