Perhaps it's because I'm sick, a sinus infection appears to have me in it's grips...yet again. And so my brain has been rather fuzzy. I can't seem to compartmentalize emotions as well as usual. Sadness sometimes spilling into my motherly duties when I least expect it. So frustrating to not be in control of one's faculties. But like I said, I am sick...so perhaps it's best to chalk it up to clogged sinuses.
I'm not so sure how much of this is making sense--in no small amount due to the afore-mentioned fuzziness. I'm also typing this on my phone, which makes for impulsive and disjointed thoughts. Probably small paragraphs too...or not...so hard to tell on a phone.
But I digress! Bad day...yes I have had a bad day. I feel quite horrible. The tv did a lot of babysitting I'm ashamed to say, because for much of the day I was planted on the couch contemplating just how much sinus pressure my frontal and temporal facial plates could actually take before fracturing (apparently something from h.s. anatomy has stuck). At least with each groan of pain I found myself promptly greeted with sloppy toddler kisses in a vain, albeit appreciated, attempt to kiss away the owies.
In addition I am doomed to witness the entropy of my home as I sit suctioned to the couch cushion. The house seems to have turned from it's relatively clean state to a complete disaster...all because I haven't been on top of my game for...what? Two days? Yes...I guess two days is all it takes for a change of state to occur in domestic matter.
But...tomorrow is a new day...or whatever cliche fits best. I have antibiotics, antihistamines, and nasal spray, and so armed I will face the dawn. Tonight I will cuddle my squirming child, who really should be sleeping and not swatting at my phone, and think about what delightful mischief we can get into tomorrow. As long as my poor sinuses grant us permission, of course...
