Late start....

I was up this morning at 4 am because my nose was stuffy, and I couldn't sleep. As I was sitting here surfing the web, I thought to myself, "It figures, I can't sleep....now watch me go back to bed and sleep past the alarm clock." Uh huh, you guessed it. My eyes popped open at 7:18, which left me a grand total of 25 minutes to get wee one up, dressed, fed, coiffed, and to the bus stop. I didn't have time to make her lunch, so she is buying (I have no idea what is on the menu today), and we couldn't find her sunglasses that were set out last night for "shades day" at school. I sent her wtih a pair of John's....and I PRAY they arrive home in one piece. (I didn't trust her with mine....I have this "thing" about sunglasses, but I'll save that for another entry....lol). We did a good job getting to the bus stop on time and she left me with a smile on her face. Whew!

One of the reasons I slept in was that I usually drive Betsy to her bus stop after 6 am every day....but since she is sick, she wasn't up and I wasn't forced awake. I made a doctor's appointment for her tonight, in advance, after 5 pm in order to accommodate her after school poetry club, of which she is president. I was quite proud of myself for doing so, and when I told her she says, "You couldn't have gotten it any earlier? I mean, I really don't feel well." I said, "But you have poetry club! You are the PRESIDENT, you need to be there!" (She had made a big deal of this when I was threatening her being grounded on poetry day, she absolutely couldn't miss....) and she says to me, "Oh, don't worry about it. E will be there and she is vice president. No biggie." WTH? You can bet I will remember this....

Dh isn't feeling too well. He has the sniffles and his back hurts. Now, I have a bulging disk which, when it flares up feels like someone is sticking a knife in my hip, and it is literally excruciating to stand up straight. However, the house somehow gets clean, dinner made, wash done....you see where this is going? Last night he whined about homework, whined about being tired, whined about his nose being stuffy, and was dropping hints that a back rub would be nice. Excuse me? I could be lying face down on the bed, trying to rub my OWN back and he would pass by saying "What are you doing? You look silly." This is the man who, when I need someone to rub ben gay on me will not want to do it because it "smells funny and bothers me". Guess what? He didn't get a back rub....and he got his own dang tissues.

Today I have a million things to do. I have to sew, and then dh says to be sure to get the chemicals so we can close up the pool. This right after the reminder that they really need those straps at work. Okay, which would you like done, because I can't do both! I also have to take Bets to the dr., of course that is tonight. Oh! And wee one is going to a fall fun fest at her friend's church tonight, which means after I dress her in her costume she will leave, and he gets the house to himself while I'm at the dr's. I am thinking tonight's dinner is not going to be the roasted autumn chicken with homemade mashed potatoes and gravy that I had originally planned. No, I think a "find what you can" night is in order.

BTW, I do love my dh. I had not planned on this being an entry devoted to my complaints....but ya know, sometimes things just turn out that way!

Have a good one....