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The plague has stuck. Yesterday I felt like roadkill and kept having light headed spells so I skipped working out. Today the sitter is out sick with a stomach bug so I'm "working from home" with the boys. So far we have emailed a lot of co-workers, called a younger kid-less co-worker and treated him to the Mom, Mom, Mommy, Momma song because the second I'm on the phone they have got to talk to me. Now. Oh and then the tiniest human saw daddy on the skid steer and attempted to crawl out the window with no pants.. or shoes... or jacket.
"Yes of course. I will have that to you by the end of the day. Don't you worry.. NOOOOO NO NO NO Get your little tiny naked butt back in this house and stop crawling out the windows. Son of a freakin bisquit. Oh no.. sorry not you. No you can crawl out the window naked if you want but I don't think the windows in the office open.. something about jumpers, safety.. blah blah blah naked men crawling out windows. The usual. I better get back to work."
Eating so far is better than at the office. I have to get up every 5 minutes to get someone something or their life could end, and I get to milk cows tonight so my husband can go to the outside. Why he wants to leave our lovely, peaceful farm and children is beyond me but yaknow. At least I will be maxing out my 10,000 steps and squatting almost a hundred times tonight.
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