cleverly disguised as a responsible adult

Yesterday at work was long. I had to do lots of things, including solve a problem that'd been plaguing our team all weekend. I solved it because that's the kind of tech goddess I am.

I went to Walgreens after work for fiber supplements, lipstick, and Easter treats. Oh the glamour of being a responsible adult.

I was sad when I got home, so Downwood made some delicious nachos for dinner.

The trouble started as I put the kids in bed. Downwood and I both started getting some pretty bad heartburn. Nothing for it, we thought.
Alex came into our room at midnight. He threw up in bed and everything was soaked. We got him cleaned up and back into bed. I was feeling sick to my stomach and stayed on the couch for a while.

I called into work about 8. I didn't get a whole lot of sleep and felt oogy. 

When Downwood took Emi to school, I asked him to pick up ginger ale. He came back with it just in time to pick me up out of the bathroom after I'd thrown up my toenails. 

Downwood doesn't feel too great, either. Neither does Alex. Either we all have the same tummy bug or the leftovers didn't get headed enough.

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And now I need to restart my Surface and pull up YouTube. Alex has been asking "Thomas? Now?" for the last 10 minutes.

Thursday - Work from home. When I get off a call at 5, reschedule my haircut and take Downwood up to UW ED. Downwood gets discharged at midnight and very kind friend brings him home.

Friday - Take a sick day. Downwood is still entirely down for the count. Take Emi to school. Get coffee and go to the park with Ox. Also go to the grocery store with Ox. As he's pushing the tiny shopping cart, have to go back and remove bags of chips twice. Obviously, this is why they put the name band, expensive chips at kid eye level.

Do lots and lots of laundry. Do lots and lots of dishes. Ox helps with dishes, which is adorable and messy.

Saturday - Downwood is still out of commission. Do lots of dishes. Do only a little laundry (will pay for this later). Took a couple hours and ran up to Verona to do some errands - take Emi's GS cookies to my office, print some sewing patterns, go to grocery store, go to Farm & Fleet, get fro-yo, fill up car with gas. Then it was back to doing dishes and keeping kids occupied - mostly by sending them outside to play and partly by handing them a container of Lysol wipes and telling them to wipe EVERYTHING. They really liked cleaning the house. That's awesome.

Saturday evening, Emi and I went to New(er) Dancer Night. There was only one New(er) dancer, who was basically getting to treat this as an audition for being in the rotation, we think. Emi and I got to sit with dance friends and Emi got to play with T's little girl. RH put together a quick playlist and we had ourselves a mini hafla. It was super fun. Emi LOVED getting to dance. Also, T mentioned she has a Kid Belly Dance curriculum pretty much figured out. When she announces it, I'm signing Emi up RIGHT AWAY.

Sunday - Downwood still out of commission. Laundry and, yes, more dishes. I got the ATK pork roast started early, but put it in on High so that it'd be done in the afternoon. I followed the recipe mostly, but used chili sauce instead of adobo peppers. Also, I added about a cup of apple juice halfway through, since I noticed the braising liquid was not exactly liquidy. It turned out darn tasty and I packaged up 3/4 of it to go into the freezer for easy dinner later.

I also cooked a jambalaya kit that I impulse purchased at the grocery store when they were doing sampling of it. WAY more expensive than the usual kits, but all local, organic ingredients and safe for both kids. I added black beans, leftover kielbasa, and some fancy sausage, so it ended up only being safe for Emi. She LOVED it, so I count it a win.

The kids got to play outside lots and lots. Emi had a meltdown in the afternoon when our next-door neighbors didn't come out and play. She didn't think it was fair that they might be doing something else when she wanted them to be available for play. Such is life, kiddo. Such is life.

Ox got mad at me at dinner for giving him potatoes that hadn't been deep fried. Baked potatoes apparently don't cut it. I told him too bad and he eventually had some small bites.

Today - Work is awful. Dealing with catastrophes and panic. I need to go back out to my car to get Emi's GS order form so that I can tell everyone their cookies are in. Just lots of pan and suffering and annoyance.

I'm exhausted. I haven't had a weekend in a while where I've been able to relax at all. Just one thing piling up on another thing. I need to get my UW workshop registration in, but haven't the energy to deal with it. I'm going to dance tonight, but don't know where I'm going to dig up the energy. I have no sick time left to burn, so I can't take a recovery day. Also, this coming weekend is another upgrade, and I'm likely going to be on the phone super late on Saturday night and then all day Sunday.

Hate this. FML.

Worked from home today, since Downwood finally caught the tummy bug.

Took Downwood to the ED this evening after he got dehydrated to the point of muscle spasms.

Kids are in bed. I've done nearly all the dishes.

Need to take out trash and recycling in the morning. Need to call work and take a sick/personal day. Need to reschedule meetings. Need to sleep.

Don't know when Downwood's coming home. Not certain how he'll get here. Friends up in town have volunteered, but we still don't know if he's going to be there overnight or what.

I need to move back to Des Moines. We'd have family within 5 minutes and be WAY closer to hospitals. But I love our house and our town. I actually enjoy my job. I don't want to move.

Sigh.