I picked up a bug from work last weekend, I have two prime suspects in mind, and am fairly sure what I had, neither requiring antibiotics, merely time flat on my back in bed since monday...time I really didn't have to be flat on my back in bed. But there I was in bed feeling like a ton of bricks landed on me. Meanwhile, we find out on Monday that Bub has grown/developed/advanced enough that he doesn't "Need" summer school. Yayee for Bub, but boo for me and Joe.
We are freaking out. what the eff are we going to do for 3 months? no horse riding all summer.... no school... no little friends to expect to see... no bus ride... no packing lunches/breakfasts in the am w/ momma... no ritual of getting the backpack and jumpsuit... more...
so I'm in bed half dead and freaking out. Joe is struggling to occupy a very intent on being contrary Zber, and a Bub who misses seeing momma doing the momma stuff around the house. I stayed in my room so they wouldn't get sick from kissing on me. It seems to have worked. so the house is a disaster.
|Living room before I got sick|
|Kitchen before I got sick|
|Living room Saturday nite|
|Living room saturday nite|
|Kitchen saturday nite|
I worked Saturday night, and wasn't tired this morning yet, so I tackled the dishes and made french toast. Joe helped get the kids dressed for church and we went. disaster. we made it 1 hour into the service.
Bub was angry that Grandma didn't bring HER Ipad...his wasn't good enough. (Grandma didn't think we would make it since I worked last nite) Z didn't want to sit still, and kept screaming "no" at every attempt to do something quiet. Joe was not feeling well. I had been up for 21 hrs at that point. we left. didn't have the power to keep at it. neither the packet of starburst Grandma fed Bub nor the sensory soothers I was doing to Bub seemed to be helping, and Z was jealous both of us were focusing on keeping Bub from crying/screaming. So we left church. All I can say is, I really tried.
I stayed up until 4 today so Joe could start on mowing the lawn, it's been so rainy (thank God for the rain!!!) that he hasn't been able to get to it, and we have a wilderness on our lot that I am heartily ashamed of. It was so bad that Joe decided to borrow his parent's tractor mower rather than even attempt it w/ our push mower. well, a belt broke just as he finished the front lawn, so tomorrow while I sleep, he will be purchasing a new belt and attempting to fix it so he can finish the lawn...but in the meantime we are forcasted for more rain in the next day or two. So the wilderness continues.
My hope of starting a container garden this week will have to wait until at least Thursday. meanwhile, maybe I can get the house back up to snuff. maybe.
I passed out around 4pm today, and got up around 11pm. Now I'm just trying to motivate myself to NOT go to the 24 hr Whataburger and stay home and start cooking some stuff so Joe can feed the kiddos some good food for the next two days I work and not feed the kids nuggets and hotdogs. lol But I really want a cheeseburger and onion rings. I really suck. lol
Nite, here's hoping for a better week. :) At least I got the kitchen cleaned up this morning.