My kid was sick last week.

The bf’s kid was sick yesterday.

My ex is sick.

Now I’m sick.

And the bf is starting to feel sick.

So that’s awesome.

I feel very not well, but adulting doesn’t stop just because you’re sick.  I wish some other people would learn this lesson. *sigh*

you know it’s going to be a crazy day

when you wake up at 6 am to your boyfriend, nearly in tears, telling you he needs you to take him to the emergency room.

Luckily, he’s going to be fine (with a little help from my old pal Percocet).

I’ve accomplished quite a bit so far today: I’ve taken two kids to school. Got a court docket covered. Took the bf to the ER. Answered some work emails. Played nurse (that role will resume this evening). Next up: night court (oh yay).  

I need a nap.

where does the good go?

My boyfriend and I don’t fight very often.  We tend to have one big blow up fight per year. Luckily, we always seem to come out stronger on the other side. I think we have now paid our dues for 2015, and I’m looking forward to the rest of the year being drama free & happy. Back to our regularly scheduled awesomeness.

I’m also looking forward to the make up sex tonight.  That almost makes it all worth it. 

Except not really because I hate fighting with him. HATE IT.