Monday...
9 year-old is sick. 42 year-old is sick (me). I feel lousy. I am flushed, my throat is scratchy and I want my mommy, or Mary Poppins, whichever is easier. I am after all, a bit big for mom's lap, but someone to make us soup, kiss our heads and keep the house running would be sooo good right now. I am being a bit melodramatic here, after all, I have felt MUCH worse on other occasions. It's just all of the things I am trying to accomplish this week are weighing me down.
Hopefully, I will feel a little better tomorrow when I can start crossing some things off my "to-do" list. I have two cars to get serviced and lots of odds and ends to gather and complete.
About Me
- VB
- Married to my college sweetheart since 1988, mother of eight (five boys and three girls). ~~ "I'm tired but I'm working, I care but I'm restless I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby. What it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine. I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is changing a diaper"... With apologies to Alanis Morissette :-)
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