It is Wednesday and I am home

I woke up this morning feeling like I had been run over by a truck, and in awe at the amount of snot that my body is able to produce. A long hot shower did not improve the situation, so I crawled back into bed feeling quite sorry for myself, emailed in sick to work, and started inundating my poor secretary with emails. Then I took a handful of pills and decided I would try to sleep until 8:30, when my secretary would arrive at the office and probably start calling with questions.

Well, my secretary started calling, but I did not hear the phone and slept until after 10. Apparently the decongestant was not of the non-drowsy variety. I reluctantly hauled my aching body out of bed so that I could attempt to do some work.

I think my body is telling me that I need downtime. I've had more late nights than not lately, and once I get home there is home-stuff to be done. Thank God I have a housekeeper. I do not know how I could manage to ever spend time with my children if I actually had to keep up the house. But still there are bills to be paid and taxes to be done and homework to review and forms, forms, forms from the school for pictures and field day and t-shirts and field trips.

And then last night, as I was driving home from work at 8:30 and chatting with DH he said, "I gotta go--I hear water dripping." Alas, when I stumbled in the door at 9, DH and PS were staring up at the water dripping through my kitchen ceiling. Apparently TT left the bathroom sink running, it's not draining properly, and it overflowed all over the bathroom. And PS did not bother to notice or rectify the situation when she went to take a shower. (And yes, I did have a post just a few months ago about the bathtub dripping into my kitchen, although it turned out not to be the kids' fault.)

So today I will do enough work to keep me afloat and try to rest, hoping that a day off will keep things from getting worse. The fortunate part is that I got three big tasks knocked out last night and today is the only day in the next three weeks that I don't have anything on my calendar. Our trial is just a week and a half away, and it still does not look like we will settle.