I got a call that I am LOA'd from my shift tonite. (LOA- leave of absence d/t not enough sick people in my unit to justify paying me today, and not enough sick people on our sister units to justify floating me today). So I'm on call for a few hours, in case enough people get sick to justify paying me to come it.
Anyhow. I've been not here. I've been really blah. I have no idea why. I think Joe is really getting tired of it. I am, but I can't kick it. I have a couple of days in a row when I feel good, get the house clean, cook a bunch of good things for the kids and make up easy to "cook" stuff for Joe to serve up the kids when I'm at work...and then I go blah and sit around sighing and not doing anything.
well, today is a little better, did my hair and makeup before I got the call, Zber joined me in te bathroom and got a "pretty" in her hair (barrette) and some green eyeshadow on and some chapstick. she's was strutting her stuff for about 2 min before everything got smeared and the Pretty got pulled out of the hair and found it's way to her mouth. silly little girl.
Her birthday is next week. I have nothing planned. I suck.