can’t get any worse….
oh wait, it can… we all have a stomach bug. it’s gross. i’ll try to stay away form the gory details, and giiiirls, they are gory.
from this i have learned a few things. i think they all revolve mostly around laundry. back in the day when i worked in the grouphomes, i’d do laundry for 6 fairly messy adult-type people daily. that was nothing compared to what i’ve done here in the past 24 hours.
* i will continue to hoard and collect dish towels and washcloths. for the past year or so i’d toss them out if they were getting ratty and/or didn’t match the current color scheme. but now i’ll stash and hide them on every floor. i may even buy them from sam’s club in bulk.
* EVERY bed needs more than 1 backup set of sheets.
* a package of pez will dissolve 75% when washed in the pocket of my “mom-uniform”
* i never remember when i have things in my pockets, and i don’t usually check them before i wash. but in probably my only moment of clarity this weekend, i checked the pocket of my hoodie before i tossed it in the machine. good thing. my keys were in there. if i had washed my car-zappie thing, i would’ve cried.
and how is it that when we all get sick….. babycakes got it first, and was better after about 24 hours. i got it next, i was sick for about 6 hours before beanie got it, and about an hour later, hunny was felled. hunny and beanie are still asleep on the couch, yet i have done umpteen loads of laundry, prepared meals for babycakes, and hand washed my entire kitchen floor. i cannot say that i am well, i’d love to be asleep on the couch too, but alas, there’s stuff to be done. probably because i’m the mom.
babycakes is awake and squawking, time to carry on!