I dont think I have been this tired in a long time (except the weekend of my moms wedding). My back, arms, knees, hands, shoulder, neck and pelvis...on fire in pain. My head, swimmy and woozy from being tired, and I am overdrawn emotionally right now.
Friday, me and the kids go to home depot and get paint and supplies and primer for the kitchen...100.00 down the drain...we come home and for *some* unknown reason I decide to go ahead...*with* the kids alone start primering the walls in the kitchen....yeah, bad idea. So after a crazy 2 hours Brian comes home, and we end up staying up til 12:45 for me and 2:40 for him priming AND painting the kitchen and bathroom. We went from "Firecracker Orange" to "Calm Air" Oh brother, NOT my taste *at all* but its not me buying so I do know it looks great and clean and streamline and I am VERY impressed with our workmanship and the finished product is amazing. Then Saturday I make 4 trips to my moms to bring stuff to her garage for storage, go to home depot for 10 bales of pinestraw, look at the "dreamhouse" (ha! what a joke that was, and of course after being so excited I was stupid let down and way too emotional at the disapointment of finding a run down tiny half-arsed excuse for remodeling job home I have *ever* seen) and the me and Brian had my mom and steve babysit for us so we could go out to dinner and a movie. Well, a movie didnt happen. Dinner was great but Regions decided to SHUT DOWN its entire banking community with no warning thus shutting down debit cards and we were stuck at red lobster for 30 minutes (*after* brian drove to a regions, and wacovia, and publix trying to withdraw cash along with 5 other guys from surrounding resteraunts) waiting embarassed for the manager to call Visa who *finally* over rode the bank goofup and clear the card for withdrawal. So needless to say tomorrow morning someone at regions is getting cussed out and we are closing our accounts.
Then over night Laci started throwing up. And of *course* it was only on mom she needed to puke on. But I did feel bad because I know she felt bad as she would break out in the sweat and start dripping saliva before hurling. But it was only overnight and today she was much better. So I was in the shower at 3am, then up with her sleeping on me from about 3:30am til I was finally able to move into a spot where I could sleep at about 6:15, but she was up at 7:00 ready to go so I woke brian up in tophers room and gave her to him and went to sleep. BUT....from 7:00-8:15 when i finally said screw it, Topher felt it neccessary to wake me up FOUR times to ask me questions.
So I got up, had coffee, was going to eat pancakes but Topher decided he wanted them so I had a bagel, and got out in the yard doing yardwork/landscaping. I managed to tear open 3 fingers and stabbed myself 1000 times on pine needles and juniper and finally our yard is PERFECT!!!!!! I also made 2 trips to my moms hauling more stuff for storage (mind you ever trip is almost an hour round trip). And then *somehow* managed to go grocery shopping. And now...I am going to bed,thank GOD.
So goodnight, we love you,
DO NOT DISTURB!
Friday, me and the kids go to home depot and get paint and supplies and primer for the kitchen...100.00 down the drain...we come home and for *some* unknown reason I decide to go ahead...*with* the kids alone start primering the walls in the kitchen....yeah, bad idea. So after a crazy 2 hours Brian comes home, and we end up staying up til 12:45 for me and 2:40 for him priming AND painting the kitchen and bathroom. We went from "Firecracker Orange" to "Calm Air" Oh brother, NOT my taste *at all* but its not me buying so I do know it looks great and clean and streamline and I am VERY impressed with our workmanship and the finished product is amazing. Then Saturday I make 4 trips to my moms to bring stuff to her garage for storage, go to home depot for 10 bales of pinestraw, look at the "dreamhouse" (ha! what a joke that was, and of course after being so excited I was stupid let down and way too emotional at the disapointment of finding a run down tiny half-arsed excuse for remodeling job home I have *ever* seen) and the me and Brian had my mom and steve babysit for us so we could go out to dinner and a movie. Well, a movie didnt happen. Dinner was great but Regions decided to SHUT DOWN its entire banking community with no warning thus shutting down debit cards and we were stuck at red lobster for 30 minutes (*after* brian drove to a regions, and wacovia, and publix trying to withdraw cash along with 5 other guys from surrounding resteraunts) waiting embarassed for the manager to call Visa who *finally* over rode the bank goofup and clear the card for withdrawal. So needless to say tomorrow morning someone at regions is getting cussed out and we are closing our accounts.
Then over night Laci started throwing up. And of *course* it was only on mom she needed to puke on. But I did feel bad because I know she felt bad as she would break out in the sweat and start dripping saliva before hurling. But it was only overnight and today she was much better. So I was in the shower at 3am, then up with her sleeping on me from about 3:30am til I was finally able to move into a spot where I could sleep at about 6:15, but she was up at 7:00 ready to go so I woke brian up in tophers room and gave her to him and went to sleep. BUT....from 7:00-8:15 when i finally said screw it, Topher felt it neccessary to wake me up FOUR times to ask me questions.
So I got up, had coffee, was going to eat pancakes but Topher decided he wanted them so I had a bagel, and got out in the yard doing yardwork/landscaping. I managed to tear open 3 fingers and stabbed myself 1000 times on pine needles and juniper and finally our yard is PERFECT!!!!!! I also made 2 trips to my moms hauling more stuff for storage (mind you ever trip is almost an hour round trip). And then *somehow* managed to go grocery shopping. And now...I am going to bed,thank GOD.
So goodnight, we love you,
DO NOT DISTURB!
2 comments:
Sigh....
WOW, so much to take in on that post. That's weird about the bank thing.
Painting sucks!
You sound as tired as I have been lately. You don't have too much longer until your vacation. :O)
Hi Granddaughter...Boy that was a lot to fathom. I think you're trying to do too much at once. You have to rest a little. find time to do that!!!
LOVE YOU, GRANDMA LOLLY
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