I've been sick all week. Today was a bad day. I didn't cook dinner the last two nights - McDonald's did.. :/ I haven't done laundry all week, the dishes didn't get washed and put into the dishwasher and I have been fighting the chills, fever, headache, snotface and my lungs feel like someone is sitting on them. I went downstairs tonight to see the damage. I was down in the living room to meet Jack from his bus this morning but I did not go and see the damage. D-I-S-G-U-S-T... There was a mess and apparently it was going to wait for me to take care of it. I managed to wobble in there, load the dish washer, wash down everything including the bathrooms. Good lord I don't want an epidemic around here. I lug heavy laundry to and fro, separate and fold it and drag it upstairs. Now, I am waiting for the second load of towels to finish drying so I can switch it out before going to sleep. Why???
Well we are leaving tomorrow, me sick or not and all of these things and MORE have to get done before we can. I am disappointed that our leaving on Friday so I can get to feeling better has been moved to tomorrow.
Which moves me to a more nit picking thought. Why is it so hard to throw away used q-tips?? Or clean up your mess in the bathroom?? Or if you miss the wastebasket why can't you take the time to pick it up and put it in?? I'm not sure where in my life I went wrong and have given the impression this is something I like to do.
Obviously this is not a "nice" mood post. I didn't intend for it to be. I am just sick, I want help and I think I am looking in the wrong direction...
