I've had several nights of very little sleep due to being woken up by needy kids. I kind of feel like I'm back to having nursing infants, only instead of needing a meal, they want more Tylenol.
I'm so discombobulated I even forgot to take Kid 4 to his weekly speech therapy appointment. Sigh. Sorry, Sandy!
I haven't gotten any painting done since last weekend. I'm tired of plastic sheeting, ladders and the general disarray. I just want to get it done, but no time + no energy = no painting.
Someone told me yesterday that this particular flu bug drags out a good two weeks. It sure seems to be holding on. We're into it about a week now from the first appearance of the fever. Kids 1 & 2 went back to school on Thursday and ended up back in bed with spiked temperatures on Friday. I'm so grateful for the three day weekend so that they have one more day to recover.
They say life's like a box of chocolate. You never know what you're going to get. A box of chocolates was the high point of my week. Stable Boy got me the good stuff for Valentine's Day--a box entirely filled with the yummy chocolates, ie., only ones with nuts, caramel or coconut--not a nasty cream/cloud filled one in the bunch!
They were so good, they only lasted until the next day. I chowed down every single one of them all by myself. I'm so bad!