I am tired and should be sleeping, but I stayed up to do some homework and now here I am.
My daughter went to the dentist for the first time this morning and they want to do a crown. She’s only three. We take good care of her teeth… we’re getting a second opinion.
I had stressed out dreams during my stolen nap today, which says a lot right there.
The children’s choir I play for has to sing on Sunday, our director has had a series of “emergencies” so we haven’t had good solid practice in nearly a month. I’m glad I can hide behind the piano, but I feel sorry for the kids. They’re old enough to feel embarrassed.
My kitchen is a mess from the hurried dinner I made before scrambling to rehearsal. I’m think I’m going to go clean it now, and maybe tomorrow will be a better day?
I hope so.
I woke up this morning to chunks of wet sheetrock falling from my upstairs ceiling onto the floor.
I didn’t get a whole lot of sleep because the dutchkid has been sick and kept waking up and needing tylenol and comforting. She was complaining her ear hurt. I braved the clinic today and it is indeed infected.
My dh discovered that my older lab has fleas and I feel really bad that I didn’t notice before and in the past few days he has managed to scratch and bite himself raw.
I figure that’s my three bad things for this week, so I should be good from here on out. The sun came out for awhile today, which was nice considering all of that dreary rainy weather the hurricane sent us. The dutchkid and I took a nice stroll to the post office and on the way home we stopped in this grassy area to watch the clouds racing by. She picked the flowering clover and I sat in the shade, and it felt like a good day. So I guess it was.