Well, the jammies had to wait a bit -- it was LNO and I really, REALLY needed to get out of the house since I had a 4-day weekend with the kids, Know what I mean?? But I was a good girl and drank hot tea with lemon all night. It was a good night. Came home at 11:30 and tried to get easy child up to empty her bladder but I was too late
Changed her bed while she changed herself. Then tucked her in, went to the kitchen and saw that difficult child 1 had not taken his evening medications, so went in and woke him up so he could do that. husband was asleep in the living room with the remnants of a fire still going in the fireplace. I decided not to wake him and went upstairs to bed (wasn't sure if he just wanted to keep away so HE doesn't catch this crud I have or if he was just tired or what). He finally came up around 1:30am and (thankyouverymuch) turned on the LIGHT (aaaaaaah!) before getting into bed. WHY do men do that?
This cold is like an iceberg. It came on so gradually and is moving sooo slooooowly, each day I'm getting just a little more plugged up in my ears (I can breathe fine through my nose, weird, huh?), a little more congested in my chest, and of course my throat feels like I swallowed raw nettles or some other nice thing. Not. No fever that I can tell. My voice is just about gone. I'm just running on maybe two cylinders instead of four. Slow motion. I HATE when my head feels like this. Like I'm under water. Blech.
Had to drive to psychiatrist's office this morning (twice in two days because they didn't have it ready yesterday) to pick up difficult child 1's Focalin rx so I could send it off to mail order since he's almost out. Then I was late picking up easy child because I lost track of time (head cold, remember?) and had to stop to get gas to make it home.
Took difficult child 1 to lacrosse, then went back two hours later to pick him up. Learned that the entire team is now banned from the library during 6th period because of a few bozo's who thought they could be loud and obnoxious and then tell the librarian their name was Wayne Gretzky before taking off. Who do they think they are fooling? Well, she knows their names for SURE now! And she'll know them the REST of their years at that school now! Way to go and introduce yourself, dufus!
Had easy child's open house tonight -- omg -- I thought I was going to explode. Wall to wall people, it's hot, it's LOUD, did I mention it's hot? And my ears are plugged up, so if I think it's loud, it really must be loud. husband couldn't come -- stuck at work. difficult child 2 had too much homework, so I dragged difficult child 1 along. He was well behaved and showed genuine interest in easy child's stuff, but then he disappeared. We spent 15 minutes looking for him, then I decided to heck with it and walked back to the car (three blocks away because there is WOEFULLY inadequate parking at this school). easy child and I drove back to the school lot, which was starting to empty by now, parked, and got out to hunt (and I mean that literally) for difficult child 1. FINALLY I found him on the back playground. Just standing there by a door. Like he was just hanging out, waiting for a bus or something. I was furious. I felt like garbage, I'd been walking all over looking for him (it was now a 30 minute hunt) and needed to get home because difficult child 2 needed help with homework and it was getting LATE. You all probably heard me reading him the riot act, huh? Needless to say, he is very sorry for the disappearing act and hopefully that won't happen again. Ever. Yeah right. Who am I fooling? But it was nice to see him humble and apologetic for a change.
And it's now nearly 9pm and despite my typing up difficult child 2's essay (he is VEEERRRY slow at typing and there's not enough time tonight) he still has about an hour more of work to do. But I'm going to have him stop before then. Probably 15 more minutes. We'll see if he can finish up in the morning.
What a day. Sorry for the ramble. Time for tea.