Archive for October 2012

Sense of Humor

October 25, 2012

The “Universe”, or whatever you want to call it, must have a sense of humor. But not the Pee Wee Herman kind… more of the Alanis Moressette kind. The kind of humor where you have a plan and idea of what you’re going to do, and then everything happens to keep you from actually accomplishing anything on your To-Do list.

When we got back from our vacation last weekend, I had a few projects and chores I wanted to tackle. Clean and organize the laundry/office/workout/storage room, clean out fridge, do a full house clean, organize storage shed, catch up on laundry, put patio stuff away for winter, winterize sprinklers, etc. Guess how many of these things I got done.

No really, guess.

0. Yep, ZERO. A big fat nada. Zilch. Diddly-squat.

Monday I remembered (last-minute) that I was scheduled to volunteer at school. Which was fine, because that left me hours left to get some of my chores done, right? Uh, no. Both of my jobs have been super busy for me all week. I had to set-up an appointment to take some friends through a house Tuesday afternoon, and deal with a lot of prop. management stuff for my other job. But my Tuesday was pretty wide open, so it was fine.

Oh, not so fast there Sunshine. Let’s throw a sick kid in the mix. Oh, and my other new clients wanted to see a house THAT DAY in addition to my friends that I already had an appointment with. No biggie… I can juggle a little. OK, so 2 showings, a sick child, and a volleyball game later that night followed by a team potluck after the game, which I must mention: Baked bree, fruit w/ delicious dip, bruschetta, sushi, yummy cookies, etc… yummm. At least I ate well :). Guess I can get stuff done on Wednesday.

EXCEPT for that dentist appointment in the morning, which I had forgotten about until late Tuesday, followed by a call from Ian’s school stating that he “looked horrible” and I needed to come pick him up. Then a trip to the doctor which left us with a vague diagnosis and still sick kid. Oh yeah, and how about a lot more work stuff that comes up last-minute. And even though I went to bed with a massive headache and a slight fever, there is always hope for Thursday.

However…

Today Ian woke up with a higher fever, looking even sicker, and the rash that looked like this on Wednesday…

  

Looked this THIS today:

And it wouldn’t be a fun morning with out the new added symptom of vomiting.

I was stressing out, asked advice on FB, and tried to self-diagnose him (thanks internet!) for hours until I just threw in the towel and took him to another dr. This one had a completely different idea of what as going on. Side note… it is  a little disturbing to me that two different doctors had two completely different diagnosis. ANYWAY, this dr. said that the rash, fever, and other issues are a result of a drug reaction to a sulfa-based antibiotic that Ian was taking for an infection in his foot. And it was a pretty serious reaction… one that could cause serious problems. Blood tests showed that his organs seem to be OK (the reaction can cause organ damage), but we need to watch him closely for the next few days. He’s on a very strong/high dose of steroids, and I’m hoping that will help him heal. We’re in the wait-and-see phase.

I also had one of the busiest work days I’ve had in a long time… lots of condo inquiries and reservations, PLUS setting up appointments for showing more homes tomorrow. Which helped to me to totally forget about a dinner date with friends, one who is in town from out of state for only a few days :(. But mom’s with sick kids don’t get to go out and play.

And here I sit, taking the time to write this post while neglecting some serious housework that needs to be done. But it’s forcing me to vent and decompress a little, and gives me some extra time to think about what I’ve haven’t done as well as what I need to get done.

So Universe, it’s been a cute prank this week, but how about next week we call it a truce. Me, my dirty laundry, and my fridge thank you in advance.

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Bad Bad Bad

October 23, 2012

I’m bad. Not bad as in Michael Jackson bad. Definitely not bad as in Bruce Willis in Die Hard (but since we’re on the subject, I love him. He’s old, but he’s one sexy hunk o’ burning old love). I’m a bad blogger. Yesterday I had two different people let me know what a crappy blogger I’ve been. Luckily water boarding went out of style years ago.

Where do I even begin. There was a trip to St. George with my parents in September. A couples trip to Lake Powell later in September. A bunch of other stuff. And a trip back to St. George with just our family (minus Alex who was out of town w/ grandparents). Rather than trying to re-live the past month or two, here are some pictures from our little vaca this weekend.

I’ll try to do better in the future, but I know better than to make promises :).

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