We're a total mess right now. In 2.5 weeks, we will drive out of the Midwest and into the unknown. I think the anticipation of it all is causing us to lose our minds a little bit.
1. We forgot to pick up Carter on his 3rd day of school. Forgot. Totally. We were sorting through the kitchen and Blake noticed the clock at 3:30......then drove hysterically to make it there on time. Carter did not notice due to the massive carpool pick up cluster always present the first week of school. But, we felt like terrible parents.
2. In said carpool lane......the very next day......I ran out of gas. RAN OUT OF GAS. I've done this once in my life and that was in high school.
After our mishap the day before, I was there bright and early, first in line......at 3:00. It was 95 degrees outside, so I sat comfortably in my air conditioned car reading my book. Once the parking lot opened, I scooted up to mark my territory, claiming I love my child more than anyone else because I'm so early........and then my car stopped. Had to get out and tell the principal what happened and to please wave people around me until my husband shows up with gas. Awesome.
3. Yesterday, Blake went to pick up Carter and somehow drove our family truckster straight into a poor, unsuspecting tether ball pole.
It ripped the pole out of the ground and punctured our tire with a 4 inch gash. He said the cones threw him off......and the sign poking out of one telling parents which lane to use......took a sharp turn and plowed into it.
That's 3 parking lot incidents in less than 2 weeks, folks. I have a feeling that the school district here in Overland Park can't wait for the Starnes family to withdraw Carter.
In other news, I think the kids have started to sense the lack or order around here and are becoming pretty brave. Blake was fussing at Lainey a few days ago......she stood and listened.....and then responded, "Daddy. You yook so cute when you talk yike dat."
You want more drama? I'm sick. My lungs look like this:
I have Bronchitis and a sinus infection. For the past 2 days, every inch of my body has hurt like hell. My teeth even hurt at one point.
I went to the doctor this morning. I passed out while giving a blood sample and the guy (about half my size) had to push me back into the chair so I didn't fall out.
I came to and acted as though it really wasn't a big deal. Because, right now, people......it doesn't seem like a big deal. Humiliating? Yes. But, it honestly felt par for the course at this point.
I left with:
And, then bought:
I'd love to be napping right now, but the steroids are making me nutty. One steroid pill can send me over the edge and I have taken 6, as prescribed to me today. My doctor knows about our venture west and wants me healthy asap. I am appreciative of his intentions.....but now I'm stuck in our room until the 24 hour antibiotic "you're not contagious" rule kicks in. I finished a book in nearly a day and am well through another right now. Hopefully, I'll calm down soon enough and sleep this evening.
Phew! I'm worn out. How about you? Sass says we need our own reality show. I'm starting to understand why.
Hope your week is less eventful than ours!