Thursday, January 17, 2008

A day from hell...

I was just going to type in here that I have a 13 year old daughter who was unhappy today and that would probably have been enough explanation for my title.

And maybe I should leave it at that rather than spewing forth venom and ruining all of your evenings.

Then I thought I should title it "Thank You Fellow Bloggers", because I needed something to take my mind off my day, so I surfed around to all my favorite blogs, and laughed and shuddered and sniffed and laughed some more and generally got uplifted.

I didn't leave any comments, because I was afraid of writing anything in my current mood that might offend or be taken in the wrong way, but I did thoroughly enjoy all of your posts and when I get caught up with my life (see below) then I will delight you with my enlightening comments (cough, cough).

I've learned my lesson too many times that when I'm in an especially emotional mood that it's just best to keep quiet.

Remember the stomach flu I had?

Well it went away and was replaced with another flu.

One that zaps all your energy.

I've been laying around since Sunday.

Let me rephrase that: I've been trying to lay around since Sunday, but every day this week (and usually more than just once per day) someone(s) had to be somewhere and since I am the chauffer and I don't have a backup, then I had to drive kids around, and while my charges were in doing their various fun activities, I layed around...in my car...until I could finally come home and either get in the bathtub or on the couch.

I think I am finally on the mend and tomorrow I don't have any places to be or things to do except my appointment with the washer and dryer.

I have piles of clothes, both clean and dirty, laying in various locations throughout my house.

Why doesn't life stop when I do?

5 comments:

PJ said...

Mom's don't get sick leave.

Wish I could beam my self over there, and help out.
Hope your feeling well soon
(((hugs)))

Rebecca said...

Oh, bless your heart. You poor thing! Moms never get sick days, do we? Well, I do, but that means that I'm behind for weeks on everything that piles up because *I* can't do them.

I sympathize with the laundry piles. I'll be thinking of you today while I work on mine. I got behind because I was sick the beginning of the week.

And as far as 13 year olds go? I don't have one that age yet, but I've taught two different groups of Beehives. Never an easy age. Hang in there!

Maine Mom said...

I'm sorry to hear that you have been so sick! You need to get better and stay better...that's my order. :-) I have tons of laundry to do too, so we'll do laundry together.

mindyluwho said...

PJ, I wish you could beam yourself over here too!

Rebecca, Thank you for the sympathy, it was much needed!

Joey, I enjoyed folding laundry with you today!

Actually I thought of all of you as I was folding laundry, which means I thought of you for a long time!

Elizabeth said...

I have baskets of clean laundry piling up in my bedroom. If I put them in other areas of the house, they just make my home look messy. I don't have an excuse though. They are just lying there, wrinkling more and more as each day passes. Eventually they will get picked down to the bare essentials and then I can just throw the leftovers back into the washer and nobody will ever know what I did. I need to buy more baskets so the dirty clothes have a proper place to be as well. Besides, I keep running out of places to empty my dryer.