Thursday Morning-
7:30 am - Drove Brian to the Heber Airport then Ran home and got kids ready for school.
8:45 am- 2:00 pm - fed, clothed, cleaned, washed, tidy, organized, vacuumed, swept, mopped, entertained, read stories, and made promises that if the kids didn't make a mess before 2pm I would take them out for an ice-cream.
2:15 - hurried and cleared off the front steps.
2:20 - left the house so someone could show it and went to get the kids an ice-cream.
3:00 - Back in the house, play trains with Jack, (makes a huge mess)
4:00pm - Jacob gets home from school, I start him on his homework and call to see if I can get Katie to babysit for Quilt Guild tonight
4:15 - get a call from a realtor asking if our house is still for sale. The listing expired two days ago and she wanted to show it. I tell her yes and she says how about between 5 and 6PM. Sure!!!
4:17 - mad dash around the house picking up after school snacks, toys, backpacks, and wonder how can a house get so messy so fast.
5:00 - pile the kids in the car again and drive away, but just far away to spy so I know when they come and go.
6:00pm - come back home, they looked for a long time. Hurry get kids into jammies and fed.
6:40pm - Katie comes over and I leave for Quilt guild.
7-9pm - Quilt guild
9pm - call from Brian "I am at the airport in Heber can you come and pick me up I am freezing."
Sure. I had no idea he was coming home.
9:02 - go pick up Brian and drive home. Noticing that Brian is limping.
9:30 - Pay baby sitter more than my whole years quilt guild dues and sit down and talk to Brian while feeding baby Charlee.
9:32 - Brian tells me that he went snow mobiling today for "work" and that he wrecked going around 45 miles per hour.
9:45 - He shows me his swollen knee and hurt leg. Then tells me how every inch of his body hurts and he is so tired.
9:50 - Then he asks me if I have been on the treadmill today. NO, but then I go and get on.
10:30 - My legs now hurt and are sore. We watch the rest of a recorded American Idol.
11:30 - Charlee finally goes to sleep, I take her to her bed and go get ready for bed. I take some Tylenol and realize that Brian still has not taken any for his hurt SELF. SO I get a glass of water and walk it down to him with two Tylenol.
WHY IS IT THAT MEN WILL HURT BUT THEY WON'T TAKE ANYTHING FOR IT. SILLY!
Brian said that after he crashed he would land on his feet and he would try to stop, but he would go over end over end again. It was a pretty bad wreck on a straight stretch of hard crusted Ice. I hope he doesn't have any BRAIN DAMAGE.
1 comment:
I think they don't take anything because they want to torture us with their orneriness because their in pain. : D
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