Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Day Three of Spring
I want to scream and shout because its snowing but it truly doesn't surprise me. After all it is Maine. I just think I was hoping for sunlight and warmth a tad bit too soon. I may have been a little premature shoveling the snow off the lawn. (lol Nell) Now Dane and I will have to go out again.
Last week starting Monday and the every two days hence someone in the family would have a forty eight hour virus. It was awful. Just when I thought we were all done being sick. Well Sunday there were only two of us that didn't get it. Me and Chrissy. I had a long talk with God and I told him I didn't have time to be sick. Seeing as this was Sunday didn't I deserve a break? After all, I cleaned barf and poo up all week. My house has never been cleaner or reeked so much of bleach. I tried to let God know how important it was that I didn't get sick today. It seemed liked my praying and begging worked. Sunday night I went to bed only feeling slightly queasy. Z and I had worked outside almost all day and accomplished quite a bit. (A winters worth of dog poop cleaned up and Christmas lights finally being taken down etc) I got up yesterday morning and decided Dane and I would go to work with Z. You know where this is going right? We get three hours from the house when it hits me. No warning, no nothing. Z has to rearrange his entire schedule so he can get me back home. By the time I got home it took me all I could do to crawl up the stairs to my bed. I was never so happy in my life to see my bed.
As I lay in bed last night wishing for death I had to slightly laugh. On Sunday I prayed, whined and demanded to God that I not get sick today. I firmly believe that my prayer was answered. I just wished I would have prayed that I didn't sick at all.....