Stimulus disappearance

So we got our stimulus check in the beginning of May. We have no clue where it went. It's gone. Probably to groceries and gas. I'm going to have to start working more as we don't know how we are going to make some of our upcoming bill payments. I guess my life as a mostly SAHM will be short lived. It was fun while I had it though. Although if I do 12 hour shifts at the hospital I won't have to work too much. Oh bother life sucks.

No bottles, no brains

So I woke up late this morning and was rushing around the house trying to get things ready for Hannah to go to daycare and me to go to work. I left the house on time and pulled into daycare when I realized I left the breastmilk at home. Crap...so luckily my parents live on my way to work. I had to wake my dad up and have him go to my house to get the milk to take to daycare. Thank god they were home.

Arguments in My Head

To avoid a hormonal confrontation tonight I argued in my head. Yes it does sound strange, but it took care of what may have been a huge hormone triggered argument. You see...I took on a new job as an occasional rehab tech at a local hospital. I then went on call at the nursing home I work at. Well I haven't had work at either that amounts to much but that's OK. My dear husband is getting frustrated with this...or at least that's the vibe I get since he hasn't said anything. On Tuesday I have an interview to be an occasional CENA at the hospital too. From the sounds of it I pretty much have the position they just have to interview me to make it formal. Well here's my dilemma. In my mind I want to and think I should put in my notice at the nursing home. you see...by the time I work the two days I might work a pay period...which I haven't done since April mind you...my paycheck is gone to the government, daycare, gas, aflac,and union dues. I'm left with approximately a whopping $4. So I don't see the point in continuing as an on call a the nursing home. Now mind you I was stewing about this all day. I was going to talk to my dear husband yesterday but him being sick changed my plans. Well he gets home from work today and I mention that I had talked to my brother about the cookout we were going to have with him and his fiance on Monday...that blew the handle off the teapot. Apparently he doesn't remember the conversation we had about this. So that is when the arguments in my head started. First and foremost about the conversation that was supposed to be casual about the job which I made no mention of except for in my head. I was irritated that he didn't want anything to do with our daughter when he got home. He took care of the dogs, did the dishes, sat down and read the paper and watched TV. All without acknowledging the little girl I was holding in my arms because if you put her down she woke up screaming. OK...I had been dealing with this all day I was ready for my potty break and I was ready to do dishes and I was ready to get dinner started. Well to sum it up i had to potty so bad that I got up put our daughter in her bassinet went potty changed her diaper and put her in her father's arms so I could make dinner at 8 o'clock at night....2 hours after my dear husband got home. Man I love him.....

From 1 to 2 children in 1 day

Yesterday I went from taking care of 1 to 2 children in one day. My husband tells me last night he's burning up. Well he was. He was such a big baby about it too!

What should I do?

Go to bed

What is wrong with me?

Your sick

Do I have a bladder infection?

Is your urine cloudy or stinky?

No...Did I get it from my dad?

Did you share a drink with him?

Yeah...

Well what did you do that for when you knew he was sick?

I don't know...do you think I have a bladder infection?

No I think you have what your dad has

Oh

So he ran a fever all night long. He kept breathing on me and so on and so on. Now by the time morning comes his temperature is 101.2. His alarm goes off and he asks me if he should call in to work. I told him he was not going to work like this. Then his dad calls and asks him for help at the farm. I tell his dad he is sick he doesn't say anything I hand the phone to my husband. My husband puts on his clothes and heads to the farm against my suggestion. He comes home worse and lays back down. I tell him i'm going to town to get him some theraflu. He says no wait till afternoon so I can come with. Ok...whatever you say. Afternoon comes along and he's worse. I go to town without him. I get home and he's passed out in front of the tv. Oh boy this is going to be a fun afternoon. I make him some homemade chicken noodle soup, wake him up and give him some meds. He passes back out. So this went on for the entire night. Meanwhile I've got my darling little Hannah, 2 chocolate labs, a house to take care of and a husband who is of no help. Who can blame him. He looked like death warmed over.

Today he is off to work and life is normal. Now I can only hope and pray that Hannah and myself do not come down with whatever awful bug he exposed us to.

Friday's Foto Finish Fiesta

I like this one because it's peeking through the weeds on the lake and you see the landscape in the background. It's very serene and peaceful.

Friday's Foto Fiesta