Today was just another day of running around like an idiot...or, trying to while my back is still killing me.
After I took him to his second round of preschool, I went to the grocery store to pick up a "few" things. Another $117 later and I was out the door, armed with groceries and for the first time in what seems like forever, pull-ups and wipes to prepare for "cleaning out" Alex this weekend. I am so not looking forward to this, but from what the doctor said and from the research that I've done, it should work and should help - if not eliminate - his toileting accidents.
We got supper done, the older three kids went with their father to church, and I gave the younger two their baths and got them into bed. Then, when Ex1 brought the older three back, the skunk attacked. I'm not sure what happened, but the stench was so strong - even inside the house - that my eyes were watering. He was nice enough to look under my front porch before he left and he didn't see any critters, but it's hard to tell where the little creep was hiding. At this point, I'm just hoping that he hasn't decided to take up residence under my house. I suppose I'll go exploring under there tomorrow and see if there are any signs of it...*shudder*
I eventually got the kids all into bed...the dishwasher has been run, but not emptied (that can wait)...I have to flip another load or two of laundry...and then I think that I'm going to give up and go to bed myself. I have to be up at 5:30 tomorrow morning to get the kids off to school and then it will be another day of constant running and errands and cleaning and organizing and all of that other fun stuff that never seems to end.
Someday, I'll catch up on sleep. I'm thinking sometime around the year 2025, when the youngest one turns 18.