I got up at 5:45 this morning to make my 8:45 flight back home from Vegas (DH is there until Wednesday for his conference). Made it to my office by 2:30. At 3:45 TT texted me that she had a fever and wasn't feeling well. At 4:00 the power went out in my building, so by 4:30 I had packed up and was heading home.
Got home and rechecked the kid's temp. Yep, definitely a fever. Got online for web check-in at urgent care. Then PS told me that there was a hole in the fence and they had to supervise Bob every time he goes outside. So I went to fix the fence while I waited for urgent care to call back with my appointment time.
I totally suck at fixing fences. I broke at least 5 nails in half, bent about 8 more, and it took me entirely too long to replace two pickets. I was cursing DH for leaving me with this crappy fence (that we are about to replace, we are just waiting for his dad to bring down a nail gun at Thanksgiving), but I eventually got the job done. Then realized an hour had passed and urgent care had never called. Called them, they had no record of my web check in, but said to come on down.
Of course we had to wait 30 minutes to be seen. Doc confirmed strep (no surprise, since SS had strep a week ago) and gave us a prescription for a Z-pack. Meanwhile, huge thunderstorms rolled in. Because DH is still in Vegas, PS and SS were home alone and I was worried that they would get scared or the power would go out, but neither would answer their phones!
I headed to Kroger in the pouring rain to get the scrip filled and yelled at the punk high school who whipped around in front of me to turn into the opposite slanted parking spot (the one that was slanted in my direction).
Inside I found that Kroger had just had a power surge and most of their computers weren't working. They couldn't process my insurance or my credit card. But Kroger awesomely estimated my insurance payment (and I know it was right because I got the same scrip for TT last week) and I, fortunately, had cash on hand.
Headed out and stopped by Sonic per TT's request for a milkshake. Her sisters finally called back and proclaimed they were starving (it was 8:00 by then and I hadn't made dinner yet). Ordered dinner and then realized that my wallet was nowhere to be found. Frantically called the pharmacy which confirmed that they had my wallet. And, since I have a habit of sticking cash in the various nooks and crannies of my giant Mary Poppins bag, I had enough to cover the food I had just ordered.
Left Sonic and headed back to Kroger. TT said, "hey, did you get my shake?" No, I forgot all about the shake--the whole purpose of going to Sonic for my poor sick girl with a sore throat.
Back to Kroger for my wallet, then back to Sonic for the shake. Finally made it back home at 8:30, exhausted.
Texted housekeeper to see if she could come in early and stay with TT tomorrow (if she was even willing to deal with sick kid) but she is sick, too. I need to go to work tomorrow, since I only worked a couple of hours on Friday and Monday, but it doesn't look like it's meant to be.
in less chaotic news, all of my crises from last week resolved themselves. The dishwasher did turn out to be related to the garbage disposal (no, I didn't say " I told you so" but I did say " you should listen to your wife, there are people who pay lots of money for her opinion.") And Friday afternoon the court granted my motion to continue the hearing that was set for tomorrow. And I quashed all of my upcoming depositions except one in response to a pleading filed by an opposing party on Thursday--so my schedule for the next two weeks pretty much cleared out.
Lets hope life stays calm at least until Thursday when DH is back and can help out. I am a wee bit bitter that he is still living it up in Vegas while I am back to the circus that is our life.