I’ve had my head up my ass for a week with injuries, illness, holidays, and other crap.
Santa did get her shopping done online. Someone is going to be chained to the mailbox and the front door for a month waiting for crap to arrive. Oh joy.
Now to take the computer apart and move it so we can put up the tree.
Scratch that… first I must get my blood drawn and buy tags for the car.
Then I’ll deal with the tree.
Richard’s still fighting off that fucking cold/sinus thing. Last night I had him hold his head over a bowl of steaming water. It made him feel a little odd, enervated I’d think that’s how it’s makes me feel when I’ve done it, but when he went in to lie down again he barely coughed and went right to sleep. He slept all night and barely coughed.
Our apartment is weird. When the heat is on the living room will be warm, our room will be a bit cool, and the kid’s room is like an icebox it’s so cold. Doesn’t matter what we do with the vents… it still sucks. I think the builders of this apartment were either very drunk or on drugs when they built it. If Richard hadn’t hurt his arm the kid and I would have been in our room and he’d be in the living room when it’s really cold. I like to sleep in a cooler room and Richard wants to fry. lol
Last night Richard, because of his arm and the cold, had our room. I dragged the kids twin mattress into the living room and we slept in here. I was going to sleep on the couch… which is very much like a twin sized bed. Very comfortable. But I was hot so I decided to switch with the kid and sleep on his mattress on the floor. Cooler. Slept for awhile, woke up, went to the bathroom, came back in and tripped somehow and fell on my hip on the mattress. (Not the best mattress in the world… I hit the floor through the mattress). After the stars went back into hiding I noticed the child looking at me concerned. I patted the mattress and had him snuggle up against me right where I fell.. pulled a comforter over us and tried to sleep.
Woke up this morning hurting like hell. Not broken probably bruised. Dragged the mattress back into his room and fell into a chair. I don’t have the option of giving in to it.. I have to keep moving. SOMEONE has to stay mobile and take care of everyone else here.
This is getting very, very old fast. I hope the rest of this winter turns out better than the first portion of it has.
