The first day of my summer started at 2:00 in the morning…2:00 in the freaking morning, sorry. ;0 H.S. junior had conversation with my hubby and it woke me up…couldn’t fall back asleep…till almost 4:00…right as I began to doze, my sweet daughter dove into bed, “Mom, my stomach hurts, bad.” 4 throw up sessions later, she’s laying on the couch…I couldn’t put my finger on a noise I was hearing outside…turned out to be H.S. student no. 2 left hot tub on all night, including the rumbling natural gas heater! So, I stumbled out at daybreak to try to save a few cents & turn it off…open the meat locker, er, FREEZING POOLHOUSE, to find he left the AC on 68 degrees all night, too! But, I am his step-mom, and not an evil one, so I don’t say anything, except to you, of course!
Anywho, as I turn off all things expensive & electrical & turn to go back in the house, I hear a horn blare on Highway 90/I-49, followed by the sickening sound of a wreck…said a quick prayer & darted inside. I’m still looking for my Mizunos so I can jump on the TM for a 5K when sweet girl dozes after what I am expecting to be another vomit session…sweet girl number 2 is patrolling the living room with a can of Lysol…
Could be worse! Peace, yo.
P.S. It’s 8:47 a.m. wow.