The entire weekend and this whole (short) week. A complete wash.
Friday evening I was all set to take the boys to the pool, but neither wanted to go. In fact, L seemed almost somnolent on the way home from school. When I pulled him out of the stroller I realized he was BURNING UP. Temperature=103. He went to bed at 5pm and we had a rough night.
Saturday morning we head out for a little dog walk. G ran into the drug store to get something while I let the boys out of the stroller near a fountain. I heard B whine "I want to go home", and turned around to ask him why when...blaaargh. Puke.
Got him home, cleaned up, decided to skip (obviously) swimming lessons, and headed out grocery shopping. Stopping twice to clean up B who continued the trend.
Did not leave the house again all weekend.
Sunday night---after a yummy dinner and productive evening getting set up for the week---I started feeling really really tired. And then....it was a rough night/day.
I missed work all day Monday & half of Tuesday, am dealing with contractors at our house and 6 family members arriving tomorrow morning.
On the up side, I may have lost 0.5 a pound? And G & I realized we really do eat way way too much for dinner. A slice of peanut butter toast is probably perfectly adequate sustenance for lounging on the couch watching TV.
My god this is the most boring post in the world. Will do better next time.