I actually feel good today. I was concerned because I woke up feeling pukey. But once I was done making the kids nasty sandwiches with disgusting nasty miracle whip....things started picking up. I even was able to get down my one blessed cup of coffee I have a day!
You have no idea what a bitch I have been lately. Pregnant and moody, nonsmoking and moody, detoxed and moody, and decaffinated and moody.
So, the fact that I was able to get that little cup of coffee down was fabulous. And I am hoping this will help with the daily migrane too.
Mike is at home. He drove all the way to work in Dana point only to turn around and come home. The jobsite is closed due to a death that happened over the weekend. They don't really know any details yet. OSHA says construction is one of the most dangerous professions to work in, and deaths are pretty common.
Anyway, since he is home, he is working on our swamp cooler and trying to get it back in action for this coming summer. This is great considering it was 100 degrees out here and today isn't supposed to be cooler. I am SO glad we weren't home yesterday. It is one thing to sit outside in the heat, but inside? no thanks!
The good news is we got everything all worked out as far as planning for Stagecoach this weekend. That is one stress freed from my mind. And we checked the weather and Friday is 90, Sat was 88 and Sun was about the same. Which is better than this passed weekend 104! Perfect!
I am off before Mike catches me on here and thinks this is what I do all day when he is not home....
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