At some point while we were spending our days camped out beside the pool, some nasty unwelcome critters decided to camp out in my kitchen. And then their cousins moved into my computer. What is it with bugs?! Of the viral sort and the ugly unwelcome sort? Uninvited but also apparently not posting enough No Bugs Allowed signs…
So if I seem a bit scattered and absent this past few weeks, it is because between the PineSol and the SpyWare, the Shooing and the Shoeing (attack of the mad mother and her slipper…), I’ve been on a mission.
Mission Successful. Although, now I have a massive headache (aren’t all humans allergic to concentrated pine?) and am using an internet browser I am not comfortable with. But my eyes are open and the guards are up. Because let’s be honest here, they will just move next door, and when they are chased away, they will try to come back!
Upside, if there is one, nothing like clearing out the cupboards and desktop folders to inspire a clean sweep and declutter!
We are of the sensitive folk. And so will take things seriously. Will vibrate with the feels. And we will need a bit of extra care and cozying to cheer us back up.
I bet if anyone came into our home right now they would feel the empathy zinging!
My son’s friend came out of the bathroom saying “I saw something weird in there!” and I was thinking o gawd the underwear I’ve tossed in the tub to wash later… and it was actually the books 😀
So that’s a relief…
How we do on our bad days… shows how well we do.
Last night, 3 a.m., woke up with sweats and sick stomach. 930 called in sick to work. Set up child to fend for himself for a few hours. Woke up at 1 o’clock in the afternoon! Child had fended fine. Felt guilty for lost day. Took son to splash pad for fresh air. Walking across grass, got stung on the foot, between big and next toe. Pulled out big mean assed stinger. Sat in wet grass. Called it a day, came home. Child’s friends from upstairs came over for a visit. Left them to fend for themselves, had snooze in bedroom. Now making rice dish, promising child we will sit and watch a movie.
Today wasn’t a win. I want to cry great big tears into my rumpled pillow. But we made it through. My foot is swollen and hurts, my stomach hurts. But my heart doesn’t hurt. Cause we got this.
(Pat’s self on head and back. Stops sulking)
The neighbourhood party house has amped up their game. Literally. They have a mic’ed sound system going now. But so far all I hear is some guy going WHooop WhoOOOOOooP!!! and then a lot of girls screaming back. Kind of a waste if you ask me. Since the entire neighbourhood is being treated to this awful ear pollution, at least pass the mic around?
On a happy note, it is so stormy tonight that the winds and thunder are muting the party sounds a bit. #grumpyoldladynextdoorproblems
Listening to children argue gives me such bad anxiety! Seriously stresses me out! But the great thing about hanging out with kids who speak a different language than me, is that I really don’t care what they are yelling at each other about! Ignorance Is Bliss!
You know the old trick of spraying your perfume into the air and then walking through it, to give yourself that freshly spritzed feel? Do be sure to aim it at the space into which you intend to walk, and not the side of your face. That would sort of defeat the purpose, let me tell you!
An aside, one half of my face smells potently great right now…