Ugggggggh, sleep needed
So yesterday started out as every other day does. I crawl out of bed, try to get ready quickly and mooch a ride off my wife to the bus stop. Everything was normal, pretty much, just working on stuff here and there doin mah thang. I leave work a little later than quitting time, trying to save up some time so I can leave work early on friday. As I walk to the bus stop I get a call from my beloved friends E and P. I love them to death, though I feel like they can be dramalicious at times. I think they are calling to remind me of E's bday party tonight, but no they are calling because they have two extra tickets to Ozzfest! W00t! I call my wife she declines, but says I can go, yeah baby! I will the bus to arrive sooner so I can get home and change.
We get there, fun is had, frivolity ensues, and we lose E. We search high and low, call him repeatedly. Finally we track him down, he's at the I ♥ Vaginas booth. Of course. So we head over P grumbling about how she missed a lot of the bands, but you know she has a soft spot for that fuzzy man. we finally get to our seats and watch Ozzy, awesome, it rocked. And then his guitar soloist did his solo and segued into a Jimmy Hendricks esque recap of the national anthem. I turn to my friends, I've seen this concert before, as I had, he did the same thing at the last Ozzy concert I attended. Besides I was hungry.
Get home, good times had by all. I am informed by my lovely wife who is eating my second taco mind you. That my kiddo has decided I need to be home for bed time. Even though most bed time duties have been passed on to my wife now, I still need to be physically present for things to go smoothly I suspect. It made me kinda misty and I also realized Im not allowed to go on business trips because of this. No call home will cut it for my lil of doom. Daddy must be home to make things right. ;) Anyway, fast forward to this morning, I am the only one who manages to get moving under their own power. Not good, but we finally made it out and here I am at work, wasting time as I should, Right?
So depending on how my girls feel we maybe hitting E's bday party and finding out what a salt water swimming pool is like.
As for me I've been having off and on days. I've also been having odd days of not feeling so hot. It all culminated in my day off on wednesday. I wasn't getting along to well with my family that morning as I was cross with H and barked a bit at Ri. They left while I tried to finish getting ready. I was brushing my teeth when nausea hit. I found out what it's like when your stomach is convinced it has 2 days of food contained therein, but in reality only has dinner from the night before. Perhaps because of this or on top of this I was light headed, I kind of faded out. I awake on the bathroom floor, with painful reminder of what tile feels like when it meets the back of your head. I get up, and start to walk to my room. when I lose it again and wake up later that afternoon in my bed. I've been feeling kinda blah physically the last couple days, but nothing like weds. It's worrying but not so much so that I want to spend hours upon hours with people in the emergency room, just to have el doctor tell me I have something which will cost 50 bajillion dollars to control. Other than that I've lost all motivation for cleaning the house, as such it has fallen into a state of disrepair that I just don't think I can get the energy up to clean. Still, Im happy, and my daughter is showing me how well I taught her, when it comes to pestering and tormenting those you love.
We get there, fun is had, frivolity ensues, and we lose E. We search high and low, call him repeatedly. Finally we track him down, he's at the I ♥ Vaginas booth. Of course. So we head over P grumbling about how she missed a lot of the bands, but you know she has a soft spot for that fuzzy man. we finally get to our seats and watch Ozzy, awesome, it rocked. And then his guitar soloist did his solo and segued into a Jimmy Hendricks esque recap of the national anthem. I turn to my friends, I've seen this concert before, as I had, he did the same thing at the last Ozzy concert I attended. Besides I was hungry.
Get home, good times had by all. I am informed by my lovely wife who is eating my second taco mind you. That my kiddo has decided I need to be home for bed time. Even though most bed time duties have been passed on to my wife now, I still need to be physically present for things to go smoothly I suspect. It made me kinda misty and I also realized Im not allowed to go on business trips because of this. No call home will cut it for my lil of doom. Daddy must be home to make things right. ;) Anyway, fast forward to this morning, I am the only one who manages to get moving under their own power. Not good, but we finally made it out and here I am at work, wasting time as I should, Right?
So depending on how my girls feel we maybe hitting E's bday party and finding out what a salt water swimming pool is like.
As for me I've been having off and on days. I've also been having odd days of not feeling so hot. It all culminated in my day off on wednesday. I wasn't getting along to well with my family that morning as I was cross with H and barked a bit at Ri. They left while I tried to finish getting ready. I was brushing my teeth when nausea hit. I found out what it's like when your stomach is convinced it has 2 days of food contained therein, but in reality only has dinner from the night before. Perhaps because of this or on top of this I was light headed, I kind of faded out. I awake on the bathroom floor, with painful reminder of what tile feels like when it meets the back of your head. I get up, and start to walk to my room. when I lose it again and wake up later that afternoon in my bed. I've been feeling kinda blah physically the last couple days, but nothing like weds. It's worrying but not so much so that I want to spend hours upon hours with people in the emergency room, just to have el doctor tell me I have something which will cost 50 bajillion dollars to control. Other than that I've lost all motivation for cleaning the house, as such it has fallen into a state of disrepair that I just don't think I can get the energy up to clean. Still, Im happy, and my daughter is showing me how well I taught her, when it comes to pestering and tormenting those you love.