I woke up this morning with one of those “did-a-truck-run-over my head” feelings. I’m still coughing and congested and it’s just plain awful. I’ve found myself wondering how many times a person can cough before internal organs start flying out. Apparently, it takes quite a lot, because mine have not made an appearance yet and I’m sure I’m in competition for some coughing world record…
Anyway, I made a brief, miserable, appearance this morning. And it gave me a clue as to what I would find later when I re-emerged from my room. DISASTER all.over.my house! Hubby was working on bills and things that had to get done on his day off, so during that time the kids thought they were at a carnival or something – minus the balloons and rides, but you get what I’m sayin’.
This afternoon, after a LONG nap that seems to have allowed time for some things to clear out of my sinus passages, Sean took the older 2 kids with him to get haircuts. I am sitting in the middle of a mess that is indescribable. Words just won’t do it justice. It’s like a scene out of some B-rated sci-fi movie, after some awful thing has moved through the land and left it completely and utterly destroyed before deserting it.
I am slowly making my way through it (trust me – they’ll be making their way through A LOT themselves!) But it’s amazing what you are willing to overlook when you feel lousy.