I felt it coming on, I had the warning emails from PollensRus.com, I was grumpy and had the runny mascara that made me look like a raccoon. Still, it didn’t occur to me to start up the allergy meds again. By Monday morning, I was flat on the couch with the migraine/sinus headache from hell. And, I’ve been on-and-off asleep for the past three days. This is never good in a house with five male beings. Finally, last night, the allergy meds kicked in and I surveyed my house …
It’s not worth it to just flop on the couch and give in to your misery. Really. It’s not. They try. Sort of. Dishes everywhere – some clean, some dirty. Some clean ones stacked with the dirty and more dirty ones stacked in the clean (which means all the clean need to be rewashed). Broom? Hello? While sweeping is kind of like dancing, it’s not too much like dancing. Wouldn’t you rather seem to be dancing than to be walking through 3″ of sand and dog hair? Bathroom? Dental floss. This one is tricky. I want the boys to floss. I want it to be a habit. But, why is it like peeing? Tossing the floss within 6″ of the trash can is considered a score?
This morning, I woke to Mike’s frantic morning ritual. He is to morning what I am to night. Lucky him, that he never witnesses my nocturnal adventures. Gah – the man runs through the house at 5 am. It makes him happy, so I’m happy. But, gah! I dozed off and woke again around 8. I took the allergy stuff and some aspirin and started making lists! Let’s just say I’m not too popular around here. I left the boys with my lists and I went out in search of groceries – I’ve been putting it off for over two weeks.
The boys managed to clean up the nastier messes. I’m convinced most men do NOT see things the way women see them. But, they made progress. I’m up finishing up and trying to get a handle on the laundry. I’m starting to see that TV in general is not good for me. I can’t handle the news. I apparently can’t handle HGTV – I told Mike last night in all seriousness that we should move to a loft in Minneapolis because we could get so much more square-footage. Mike, the killjoy, had to bring up the fact that he doesn’t have a job in Minneapolis and that our entire family is on the east coast. Will I NEVER get to do the Mary Tyler Moore hat toss?
So, tonight, I’m listening to an audiobook (Insomnia, Stephen King). I don’t love it and can’t recommend it, but I’m too far in to quit now.
My goal is to reconquer the house and the filthy people that live here by tomorrow afternoon. God help us if we get the swine flu here. There will be a complete meltdown.
So, did you miss me? 😉