I haven’t been writing much lately because I really don’t feel like I have much to say — at least not much that others would find very interesting. My work life has been worky in a not-very-interesting-to-chat-about way. The boys are great, but I am not finding new and interesting ways to tell you how great they are. Church has been extremely consuming (web projects, Session, membership committee, trumpet for holy week, etc. — I’m at church 4 of 8 days this week), but again not in an interesting to talk about way.
I’m falling behind in most of my chores, so any night I have that isn’t devoted to kids, church or falling into a gelatinous goo is dedicated to laundry, bills or dishes. My husband was gone all last weekend, so that put me even further behind.
And then this morning, Grey goes and gets sick. The nerve of some kids, I tell you. Actually, I’m having trouble figuring out when he started getting sick. He threw up Monday (all over the car), but he throws up all the time. Then he threw up last night at midnight — more unusual. Then twice this morning as I was getting ready to go to work. Yeah, not so much with the going to work. I have a high tolerance for him throwing up, but he’s keeping nothing at all down.
Um, on the plus side, he gets himself to an appropriate receptacle before throwing up? I came downstairs this morning to find out he’d thrown up …. because he told me so. Not because it was all over everything. This is a true, unmitigated blessing. Also, he has diahhrea (I think I’ll just add hs and rs to that until something gives — it’s on the list of words I simply can’t spell and don’t even try to anymore. I can’t even get it close enough for spelling suggestions.)
Thane is constipated and has had a stuffy nose for about three weeks now.
I have a doctor’s appointment at three (aka in the middle of nap time). Guess which of the above conditions merits that? The not-bothering-anyone stuffed up nose. Medicine is weird.
Basically? I have the blahs. I feel like at work I’ve tipped over the edge from experience to cynicism. I’ve decided that experience gives you ideas about how you should attack a problem. Cynicism is when you don’t even bother to attack it because it’s just going to fail again. I do not wish to by cynical. At home, I’m behind and falling behinder. My boys are sick. I’m probably a little sick too but neglecting myself too much to notice.
Ah well. I hope that Holy Week helps me kick it. And spring. I have daffodils and crocuses blooming. The grass is greening. The willows are yellowing and there are thick red bud-clusters on most of the trees. It’s over 50 and sunny today (a sure sign I’m not stepping outside with the plague-ridden).
Baseball is on for real. We got a new big HD tv in December at Circuit City right before they went bankrupt. (It was an amazingly good price when combined with some discounts from Comcast for switching to their service.) I’d been really looking forward to seeing baseball on it. Fenway has almost entirely HD cameras and oh my goodness. Last night’s was an ugly game but I hardly noticed because the image was so beautiful! It seemed more real than reality!
This will pass. I’ll catch up, slide back down to mere experience, get a few good night’s sleeps and start thinking interesting thoughts again.