Sick. Not sick. My 3 days of me time.

Thursday night I went to bed, Bagel was not in a mood to sleep. At. All. Every time she woke she was crying. The last time going in her room, I was on my way to bed. I decided to take her with me. I grabbed her pillow and her green blankie, and stuffed cat Chloe. Off to bed.

I woke at one point and realized she was holding my hand. I must have woken her then, and thought she would be good to go to her own bed now. (3 something in the morning)

After putting her in bed, I called Spaghetti at work and told that she was finally in bed. And that I was feeling sick, and I just needed to go back to sleep.

I woke at 7 on Friday, head spinning, pounding, and nauseous. I threw up. I went downstairs, even though both kids were up. I made myself oatmeal, and could barely eat it I was so tired.

I went to the basement to wake Spaghetti and tell him I needed his help through at least breakfast. (I figured the kids could play in the front room while I napped on and off) he comes up with an amazing solution.

Within an hour, Spaghetti and the kids are gone to his parents house. I go to bed.

I stayed in bed till 2 pm, sleeping on and off. When Spaghetti returned (no kids) his parents were going to keep the kids till Sunday, so I could get myself better. (Spaghetti and I both have parents that will drop anything to help us)

I was so exhausted from going down to the first floor to visit with Spaghetti, I threw up, and dragged my sorry ass back to bed. (there was a total of 4 barf sessions, if your keeping track) My lower back was KILLING me, like give me an epidural pain. I haven't had the flu ache this bad in about 7 years!

Spaghetti also returned with Season 4 of LOST, I missed a bunch of episodes last season, and I am trying to piece in what I missed. (if you need a catch up of season 1-3 you so need to watch "LOST in 8:15" it's a quick narrated skip through the first 3 seasons with a bit of dry humor)

I watched LOST till about 6 pm. I called Spaghetti's parents to check on the kids, then my mom to update her on my stats. I drank NyQuil and went to bed at 8 pm.

12 hours later I woke on Saturday morning all bright eyed and bushy tailed. Hmmm.... weird. I took it easy, but thought McD's would be a fun treat, I tossed a leash on Dong and off went to the drive through, for Breakfast Burritos and sausage patties for the dogs.

After a relaxed breakfast, I called my mom to again update her on my stats. She said that since I have a free day, of no kids. I should paint my art room. (The post-it note yellow is fun. But I want purple now!)

So I did. All day till about 8 pm, I unloaded my office first (since it was still the original guava color. Thanks dad) and painted it a nice lilac purple. The shelves are all lime green! I love it! I reloaded my office, and moved to the main counter. Where I made good progress on the corner, and painted one set of the drawers (purple with green edges) then did the green on the other drawers, taped the handles, and used up the purple on the roller and in the tray for the one wall.

The only drawback is that my room is LOADED with stuff, and to take it all apart to paint is a biaatch. So I unload a bit at a time, paint, it dries fast, put the stuff back, move on.

I did that most of the night, ate some noodles, and instead of going to bed. I stayed up watching mindless "I Love Money 2" and "Jon and Kate plus 8" as I drool over there duel washer and dryers. Plus the drooling over the damn house in general. Very nice! (TLC must pay well!!)

I was also drunk dialed a few times by my bestest friend (see previous post) and finally crashed out around 1 am.

I woke this morning, stanky and undercaffinated. So I got myself some coffee, hopped in the tub with my portable DVD player at my side, watched more lost, and enjoyed my last few moments of just me time.

It was a weird, yet nice weekend just for me. I have to leave now, to go pick up my monkey children. My IL's are probably pretty spent after a whole 3 days with the little ones. But maybe one last stop just for me... for a little Apple Chi Infusion Tea and a breakfast sandwich, all by myself...I hope you all had a fantabulous weekend!