I've got two home sick today, a migraine and a gang or raccoons ravaged our trash last night. So far, I've done four loads of laundry, cleaned the kitchen, stripped beds and sorted the recycling … all in my pjs. You're welcome, passersby.
The kettle has boiled five times and I have yet to have a cup of tea and we're dangerously close to lunchtime. Not a problem, since I took Excedrin at 4 a.m.
On top of everything, it's T minus 9,413 minutes. Christmas is upon us and so is the last-minute shopping and secret wrapping that we're supposed to find time for. So, I'm definitely having a Monday.
Even though one of the twins is sick, she had to do the school run with me. She announced: “Fine but as soon as I get home I'm taking my pants off!”
Deal! So here we are binge watching movies -- one of us pantsless, the other jealous that pants are an all-the-time thing and that so is folding laundry.
The other child is just resting with a low-grade temperature but fear she may go the way of the others and need the “Puke on Duke” bucket soon. Rock chalk baby!
I'm popping cuties and vitamins, praying to the baby Jesus that I do not go down. It would be the equivalent to staying up late to write a paper the night before it's due (which for me was every paper) and then accidentally deleting it and subsequently having to pull an all-nighter.
I don't have time for that and am currently wondering if it's too chancy to try to wrap presents with kids in the house. I'll have a cup a tea and mull it over.
Maybe I will finish disinfecting first, even though I'm all out of bleach. I'll make the Lysol spray and wipes work for now and try to prevent the plague from spreading and our house being the point source. Bedding is already clean, and one bathroom. I'm currently throwing every toothbrush in the dishwasher because some are new and others are electric. I'll throw away the rest. We should have eight total. One for each upstairs and one for each downstairs. If they don't have downstairs toothbrushes, they won't brush their teeth.
I heard someone say some of the schools have seen 20 percent of students out with flu this year. While I don't have the actual stats, I can say among my friends it's been higher. Whatever this is, flu or otherwise, it comes and goes within 24 hours so at least that's a blessing. I think we've all had a touch of it although only two pukers.
Hopefully, that's us for the season and today and the rest of this week/month is an uphill climb to awesomeness
Jen Reekie was born and raised in Quincy and received a communications degree at the University of Kansas, which has come in quite handy as she communicates every day with four children who don't hear a word she says. This stay-at-home mom enjoys the challenge, though, and shares her experiences in this blog, "Mum's the Word." She welcomes your feedback, questions and stories about staying sane while raising kids.