A while back, I posted a little bit of a rant about being a single parent. Today was another one of those days where I really wanted to take the whole Single Parent thing and throw it out the damned window.
I didn't feel good last night. OK, honestly, I felt like death. I went to bed at 9:30 under multiple layers of clothes and a super thick cushy blanket that was in the dryer on high for an hour, and still shivered myself to sleep. I woke up a few times during the night, drenched with sweat but still cold. My alarm went off at 7:00 this morning, and honestly, all I wanted to do was cry. I didn't want to go anywhere or do anything.
I yelled for Alex to get up (luckily he's a light sleeper) and he got up and got himself dressed for school (another bonus) and then announced that his bed was soaked. Great. Add another couple of loads of laundry to the list of things to be done today.
Anyway, he got himself ready for school and I threw on a scuzzy sweatshirt, picked Daniel up (still in his PJs) and we headed to the van. I drove Alex to school, praying the whole time that none of the staff would flag me down for some unknown reason and ask me to come inside for a quick meeting.
Daniel and I got home a few minutes later (the entire school run for Alex takes all of about 6 minutes) and he put a movie in and I laid back down.
Now before anyone gets all sorts of pissed off at me for laying back down, keep in mind that I do not have a bedroom in this house. I sleep on a futon in the living room. So if the kids get into anything, I hear them - I'm not that sound of a sleeper, sick or not. It's not like I'm locking myself into a bedroom at the other end of the house or on a different floor.
Anyway, I laid around and relaxed for a little while longer, but I couldn't stay there. I had too much to do. There was laundry that had to be done (I refuse to allow peed-on sheets to lay around and ferment) and dishes that had to be done and just stuff that had to be done.
And guess what? When I'm sick - no one does it for me.
I took Daniel to school and then came back home and straightened up a little bit because one of the staff from his school was coming over for a meeting. I was starting to feel somewhat better by this point so we got the meeting out of the way.
And then of course I had to go back and pick the boys up from school...then we came back here for a bit, and then we had an errand to run, and then I decided to take them to the park for a while. I figured that the fresh air would do me some good, and maybe it would wear them out enough that they would go to bed early.
And considering the beautiful weather that we're having again today....
So anyway, they played for about an hour and had a great time, and then we stopped at Wendy's to get some supper and came home. They ate, they got a bath, and they went to bed. Mission accomplished. Even though I still feel like regurgitated dog poo, at least the kids are fed, bathed, and in bed - and now I can do everything else around the house that still needs to be done.
Because no one else is going to do it.