sick

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.