Where Does It End?
I am feeling very overwhelmed right now. The boys are both down — #1 with the broken collarbone, and #2 with a bad cold. I tease them by calling them Crippy and Croupy. I don’t want to be at work; I want to be home with my darlings.
I have a couple of really large projects for the professionals group that NEED to be completed by Friday.
And I have some HUGE projects at work that NEED to be done by Friday as well.
And I want to GO HOME! I dropped off the load of stuff that was in my car last night, but it was late and I didn’t put any of it away. Maybe tonight. But we probably won’t be able to move back to our home until this weekend, which is SUCH a disappointment.
And I’m tired. I’m going to bed earlier, but I’m not sleeping all that well, and I have to get up in the night to give Crippy his pain meds (every 6 hours) and Croupy his cough meds (every 4 hours).
Oh well. This, too, shall pass.