Well, I'm feeling better. Totally normal except for a gurgling stomach. The mocha may be a bad idea but I simply require it to function. So, total damage? I feel caught up on sleep which is good. I lost 3 lbs which is also good but totally meaningless in the real world. I had the lesson driven home that I need to have real emergency sub plans on hand in case of an emergency (like this one!). Waiting until 2am to drive into work and do sub plans and call in for a sub is NOT a good plan. Sigh. But, over all, I survived. My house is a disaster. Greg did a great job with everything but didn't do the dishes at all. Sigh. That will be fun tonight. Oh boy.
Oh, and he told me that the singer in his two bands might be coming to spend the night tonight at our house. He's a priest and is doing a wedding in Monterey and needs somewhere to crash. My filthy house should fit the bill. I managed not to brain Greg for inviting someone to stay when I've been so sick. Guess I'll be cleaning house tomorrow afternoon while he takes the kids to soccer. Oh joy.
Nothing like a little motivation thought huh? When I want to get my house cleaned I always invite someone over.
Posted by: jane | Sunday, 04 June 2006 at 08:21 AM