Don't get me wrong, I LOVE my job and the people I work with. I LOVE what I do. It challenges my mind and even my body sometimes. (hence the monthly massages when my massage therapist isn't breaking her bones in Las Vegas...)
Anyway, Paige has been sick with some sort of tummy thing. She has only made one day of school this week. Tomorrow mom will be taking her into the doctor and hopefully we can get an answer. I am hoping it is something easy and we will not have to go back to the pediatric gastroenterologist at Mary Bridge Children's Hospital. Not that they were excellent over there when I had to take the kids several years ago, but it is just worriesome to have to take your child to a specialist. And child specialists are somewhat difficult for me to deal with after Cassandra.
Ok, yea, I know, total snow ball effect.
So anyway, my room has not been picked up for a week. The reason I can tell is that there is barely room for me on my bed. My king size bed. I am the only one sleeping there. And there is barely room for me. See??? I sleep with all that stuff on there.... I just have not put the clean clothes, ski clothes and other stuff away yet....
Luckily, I have a dad who runs to the dog food store when I space out Meg's food on my days off and the poor girl is stuck eating rice and chicken (or salmon) depending what we had the previous night for dinner....
A mom who takes my sick child to the doctor and puts up with the hassel of that....A boss who is very tolerant of my messy desk at work and co-workers who are patient when they have to search my messy desk for patient charts......
I will be back soon in full swing. Promise.
That is all.
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