I can officially say that I've never wanted Dale to be home so much as I do right now.
You know that virus the fella got, well I got it too and instead of having days to recover like he did, I got from 8-12 yesterday morning before he woke me up and made me go out into the living room with the rest of the family. Sure, my fever had gone away and I felt a lot better, so it wasn't super terrible yesterday, but that's not the point.
Today has been the longest day of my Alabama life. My lungs hurt. My head hurts. I feel like crap and my kids woke me up at 6:45 this morning. To top off this pity party, on a normal week Dale would have tomorrow off and I would have some rest time. However, its not a normal week and some high ranking guy says Dale and his stick buddy have to come in and fly tomorrow to make up for the time he missed on Wednesday and Thursday. Super. Then Sunday's his study day, so that day is out for me too.
All I want to do is go cry while I take a long hot shower, drown my cold with some nyquil, then crawl into bed by myself and sleep without having to get up 6 times a night with my kids. Is that so much to ask? In my life it is. My wonderful time for everyone but me life.
I hope you feel better! If I lived closer, I'd offer to take the kids for a few hours so you could sleep. It sucks to be far away from family, whom I'm sure would gladly help out. A few weeks ago, David had to work past 8pm every single night. It was exhausting and nobody was sick. It's a lot of work being in your position, but I think you're doing a great job!
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