The kids and I stayed home sick again. I am starting to feel better, but I am going to use this opportunity to catch up and prioritize a bit.
Meanwhile, x texted son on and off all day, checking on the kids, fevers, etc. He told him that he was going to cook the three of us dinner and drop it off (!)
WTF?! NOW?!
S tried to tell his dad that we already took chicken out and we were set. He sent back, "Let me do this."
Nothing when I had my appendix out. Nothing. But because the kids are sick, too?
I don't know. I don't want it, that I do know.
Hey, at least I found my kick-in-the-butt...I had been picking away at the house all day before that text. Now, the floors are vacuumed and washed, boxes are put into storage so they aren't out, new slipcovers on LR chairs, sink empty, laundry gathered...
