Sharing once again rears its ugly head

It's been a year and a half, and Michael and I have settled into a routine with the kids.  Generally I have them back by 7 on Sunday nights when it is his weekend.

At 7:24 last night, I hadn't heard from him.

Text: "Hey dude, game is about to start.  What's the deal with the kid swap?" (And just do not talk to me about the game because freaking UGH.)

7:45, no response.

I began to panic because that is what I do.  

I called his phone.  Straight to voicemail.  And so then I was in an all out tizzy.  Jimmy, ever the voice of reason, "calm down and just call his mom or Heather."  Ah, good idea.

His mom answered, and I asked if she was with Michael.  She gave him the phone, and I inquired about his intentions on returning my children to me.  "Oh, I was going to keep them all week."

Excuse me, what?  

"All week?"  my voice cracked.  

"Yeah, my mom is off, so I was just going to keep them all week and give them back to you Sunday.  Is that okay?"

What I thought was: Um, no.  It is not.  Because I miss them al-freaking-ready, and you did not mentally prepare me for this in the least.  How dare you?

What I said was: "Oh, um, okay..." and then I hung up and burst into tears and made Jimmy talk me back down from the crazy.

You see, Michael legally has the right to keep them all week.  It's in black and white in our stupid paperwork filed down at the courthouse.  But I never actually expected him to exercise that right.  I mean, hello, what's next, the full month in the summer?  (Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!  I won't survive it!)

I should say good on him for wanting to spend all the time he can with the kids.  It's good for all of them (except he's totally screwing up my schedule, and I'm going to have hell to pay next week, but whatever).

But now I have a week to kill and have absolutely no idea what to do with myself.  

As I see it, my options are: be totally productive and get my house in order for the impending arrival of child 3 OR pick a series on Netflix and watch it in its entirety while bingeing on junk food.

Place your wagers.