Matt, who has been suffering from a croupy cough since Thursday night, woke us up at 6:30 this morning. SUNDAY MORNING. Preston was about about an hour and a half later (though he had been up all night with teh sick).
It’s only 11:30 and Mike just said, man, this is going to be a long day. I believe he’s right. I should be thankful, it gives me a great opportunity to get things accomplished. The problem? Getting up at 6:30 makes me want to accomplish a nap, not work or laundry or cleaning. I’ve done a few things so far, but damn if I just don’t feel for any of it today!
We were supposed to take the boys bowling this morning with the neighbors (canceled due to teh sick) and then go golfing tomorrow while they were at school (canceled due to teh sick and crappy expected weather). The very things that were supposed to make today and tomorrow fly by are no longer happening.
Instead, the boys are about to build a train track, Mike is watching tv, and I am probably going to get some work done. Oh, and the dreaded laundry. Maybe we’ll attempt some fresh air and a lawn mowing later, who knows.Either way, getting up at 6:30 on a Sunday morning sucks.
EDITED@12:15….Mom called and wants to go to IKEA…guess I have something to do to waste time today after all!
Wife. Mom. Cancer Fighter. Friend. Business Owner. I believe life is short, some things just are what they are, and that there are very few problems that laughter won't solve or at least make better. 
{ 1 comment… read it below or add one }
yay Ikea!
.-= flutter´s last [bit of blogging genius] ..Believe =-.