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Thursday, February 18, 2010

S.A.D., Stomach Bug, Dry Cleaning, Grey's...

I am feeling restless, very restless.   It probably has to do with being homebound for the week with sick kids.  It probably has to do with needing to see color again, needing spring to come.  It probably has to do with pressure that I have within to do a bunch of stuff but not knowing where to start.


I could go on... but I won't.  Today, after being at home since Sunday evening, I decided we needed to go out.  Just Zach was left being sick.  He seemed to be feeling better.  His fever seemed to be gone, according to the thermometer.  I thought we would meet Sanj for lunch and do a few errands.


Off we go.  We made a quick stop at Costco to fix my glasses and I got a book.  This was my cheapest Costco bill ever!  Another quick stop to get my charger for my phone and we headed for lunch.  Sanj already had a lunch date so it was just Zach and I.


We chatted with the waitresses who have become extended members of the family.  As we ordered, I saw that Zach was going downhill fast.   His fever was back and he was ready to sleep.  We managed to eat bits of our lunch.  We went to Sanj's clinic and made ourselves a bed of coats and Zach fell asleep.  (There wasn't that much time to go home and I was trying to get Zach in to see the doctor).


My stomach has been gurgling.  I feel pregnant.  I had nausea and major dry heaving happening  today and with most of my pregnancies.  Sammy was the only one who actually made me throw up.  Since I know this is going around, I won't waste money on a pregnancy test! lol


So, it's Thursday evening... I picked up pizza and a veggie platter for the boys.  I would like nothing then to get into bed and pretend there is only me to worry about.   


I would feel bad/guilty when my day was so light with not too much stress as my husband is off slaving in the office.  I realized that it is like shift work for me.  3-11 p.m. the prime hours of my work.  It is non-stop from the time the munchkins get into the van till the last one is asleep.  (Having a teenager around, some times he isn't in bed much sooner then we are)!


Tonight I have given the older ones fair notice... 8:30 p.m. is the bedtime.  All phones and electronic devices are confiscated.  BED!  I am tired of the nagging  that has to occur to get them out of their beds and on the move!


(It's a Grey Night tonight)!


I spoke to quite a few people today.  Wow... there are a lot of us that are down, sad and feeling grey.
This whole SAD thing sucks.  I really thought how could the weather/season effect one so badly... but now I am thinking of going and buying a happy light.


I also think that it is because I have not had any me time... and am in need of a girls night out/ even a weekend.


Right now I am laying on a freshly dry cleaned comforter.  It smells so good.  Makes me kind of wonder what smells were on it before!  Gross, I know! lol  Speaking of dry cleaning, the other day I decided to take all of Sanj's work clothes that were on the floor and chair in our room and dry clean them.  It was quite a bundle.  I was feeling pleased that he would be happy that I did this.


He was.  Until the next morning, "Reema, you took every single pant I have!"  Bahahhahhah!  He was not impressed but the boys and I were stifling laughs as he walked around looking for something that wasn't sweats or jeans.  The bill came to an outrageous amount!  Suddenly, I wasn't laughing!  Why is dry cleaning so expensive?  I better leave some of his clothes on the floor next time.


Caution...  OK, I hear people saying, "I read your blog..."  Suddenly I feel the pressure to not bore them. I apologize ahead of time if this has bored you.  I just needed to write.  Sometimes I don't write because I worry what others will think when they read it... but really I write for me... and appreciate and am flattered if others have taken the time to read.

Friday, November 6, 2009

TGIF


Last night Sammy came home from hockey practice with an injury.
Apparently his brother, Tyler, slashed him and he hurt his arm real bad.

I spent 2 hours at the doctor's to determine that it is a soft flesh wound.

SO glad it was not broken. Wondering how many of these visits are in the future?
I heard Tyler "bragging" to his friend that it was broken. (Sammy was trying to make him feel bad... guess that didn't quite work).

I had a delightful morning with some of my favourite people on Good Neighbour Committee.
Such a great group of ladies, with big hearts and creative minds... (of course we missed you that was absent).

Sammy was at this meeting. "Are all your meetings like this? He asked?
I wasn't sure what he was getting at. A bunch of women, chatting at once, laughing having a good time (even though we really are working). I didn't want him to get the idea that I was slacking all day! lol

"Do you always have this much food at your meetings? And can I come?" he asked.
I had to laugh. He was more than happy to fill his belly. There is always food.
Food = fellowship and fun.

Maybe this is what is missing from my other committees that I am not enjoying as much.

I am so looking forward to making the plans and ideas come to life. Nothing like seeing a goal through and knowing you are going to make a difference.

Tonight at our school is a parent night out. Again, it centers around food and fellowship. Greek food is on the night's menu. Yum!

I am looking forward to just being with people that make my world go around.

Tomorrow I get to go to my camera class. It is 3 hours... on learning all about my new camera.
I am so excited. I am also a little scared.

I didn't sleep well last night. I ran out of my sleeping pills. I had so much on my mind. I couldn't make it stop. It was 2:30 or so in the morning and I hear Josh. He sounds like he is going to throw up. I sit right up. I cup my hand under his mouth and out comes a thick stream of supper, I am assuming.

Talk about waking up. It is really one of the grossest things out there. Puke. Even my own kid's makes me want to throw up.

We changed the sheets, got settled and then my minds begins to go again.
What is that about? I really need to take up yoga or go back to lamaze or something.

So, I am tired. But ready for tonight. I miss my husband. He has been so busy. It is ridiculous.
I am not even going to go there. I can't wait for spring, when he will be done his classes.
But tonight, it is about us.

There is nothing like a good babysitter. Someone that you know you can walk out and not worry. I LOVE our sitter. The boys enjoy her. And I come home to a clean, dishes done, house.
Her family is going to be moving to another city soon. Not sure that will happen then. Very sad about that.

OK... I am just so tired. So I am rambling. I just needed to write. Hope your weekend is a great one with some relaxation fit in.