Little Things...

I think the band Bush was right, it is the "little things that kill."

This weekend was a bit rough, but not horrible. Mina was clingy, but pissed off that she needed me so much, and Damon worked A LOT. He warned me about it, I knew it was coming, but I could not help but feel sad when I did not see him for more than about 6 hours all weekend. I did not realize how much he balances me out when I get overwhelmed. And yesterday I was overwhelmed.

Last night was a simple continuation. After we got Mina to sleep I managed to get my kitchen clean... FINALLY and it felt good, but I was tired afterwards so I took a nice long shower and went to bed. I was in bed by 10:30. Mina woke to eat at 11, which was not normal, but fine as I was still trying to fall asleep. When Damon came to bed at midnight I was still uncomfortable and unable to get myself to that happy sleepy place, so I ended up going downstairs to watch bad television and hopefully coax myself into the sandman's arms. At 1am, Damon brought Mina down because she was hungry... again... So I fed her and held her for a while, around 2 I went back upstairs and topped her off (she was still hungry?) and FINALLY fell asleep. 2 hours later, she was up again, hungry?!? Fed her, rolled over went back to sleep. 6 am- HUNGRY and AWAKE. I had not looked at the clock, I figured it was 5 or so, but was not terribly surprised when I heard the alarm go off. So I took Mina downstairs and snuggled and played while I tried to get ready for work. When she was sleepy, I put her down next to Damon and let them rest together so I could get myself out the door.

I could not find my shoes ANYWHERE. So I ended up putting on a lovely pair of aqua flip-flops and I headed out the door. All the while I am talking to myself, attempting to stay calm and remind myself that there are far worse things than waking up on the wrong side of the bed.

I get about 3/4 of the way to work and I realize I forgot 2 things... I forgot to feed my mother in law's cats AND I forgot my wallet. The wallet was important as our muffler was knocked off of our car and the exhaust pipe is simply blowing in the wind. I was supposed to take in into the shop today. As I was already late for work and today is invoicing (not a day to be late) I decided not to tempt fate anymore and I just rode the rest of the way into work hoping not to get pulled over for my loud, mufflerless civic.

So I am here now, and guess what? I can't do my job because everyone here has not finished their time sheets. Without time sheets I cannot do the billings. And because I cannot do billings, I cannot really do anything. I am twiddling my thumbs.

Damon told me to relax and stay in bed- go into work a little late. I told him how important it was that I needed to be here on time. Now I feel like a Grade A Idiot. I should have stayed in bed, at least until tomorrow, maybe until this whole week is over.