Today I wrote 1,240/5K and I’m at 33,423/50,000 for where I wanted to be at the end of week two.
Let me tell ya about my day, which really started at around one o’clock this morning.
Remember how I ate too much yesterday evening? Yeah, that turned into horrible back and gut pain and extreme nausea. I took a Bonine pill around ten – I had some leftover from when I had vertigo in October. I’ve been having nausea since my surgery, but it comes and goes and it’s kind of like mild morning sickness. At any rate, it was awful last night and I could not fall asleep between it and the back pain. I paced the house for two hours while everyone slept, wondering why I wasn’t getting drowsy enough to finally go to sleep. The Bonine had knocked me on my ass the last time I’d taken it. So, I took another pill and finally went to sleep around one.
My husband gets up for work at 5:30 and I’m a light sleeper, so I always wake up too. We had a little chat about my ailments the night before. I was feeling much better. He left, I texted him a dorky 5 month wedding anniversary tweet, and ten minutes later he texts me back informing me he’d been in a front end collision with a city bus.
I pack up the kids and we drive over to where he’s at. (He was nearby.) His car is totaled, but he is fine. I wait through all the pictures and reports and finally the tow truck comes and takes his car away. I drive him to the train so that he can still go to work. (He insisted. I. KNOW.)
On our way back home I am hit with such a blast of exhaustion I feel like I can barely move. We make it home and the kids go inside. It takes me a minute. We eat breakfast and then I tell them I’m going back to bed.
I wake up two hours later because they’re climbing on me and are bored and when’s lunch and all that and I tell them to go take showers and get cleaned up and leave me alone to sleep a little longer.
The next time I wake up, my dad is over and is dropping off some stocking stuffers my mom sent him to the store for. 🙂
I’m feeling a little more alert. I make the kids and myself lunch. I need to go pick my husband up from the train, he’s leaving work early.
I start downing coffee and water. I go into the bathroom to pee and my daughter – she’s in a phase right now where she makes “potions” out of everything. She’s ruined all kinds of soap and powders and toothpaste and it is super annoying. Anyway, she made a gigantic mess.
So, we gotta clean that all up, and while we’re at it I made her clean all the sliding glass doors in the house – there are seven.
Husband texts me he is about to leave work and head to the train station. I assure him I’m pounding the coffee so I can function and come pick him up. He texts me a photo a moment later. He has dropped a 10 lb bag of pancake mix on his office floor. I send him a FML gif of a climber putting his axe into the snow above him and the whole side of the mountain coming off.
Keep in mind I haven’t written a single word all day and it is nearing one in the afternoon.
While my husband is dealing with pancake mix, I tell myself to just write 500 words. I do that. Then I tell myself to finish the chapter. I do that. My final goal is to get over 1,000 words. I do that.
I’m going to go take a nap now.
Have yourselves a Merry Christmas! Come on 2017!!!!!