OK, this last week has sucked.

Collin came down with Bronchitis, and I'm terrified that  it may be progressing.  We already took him to Urgent care last Friday night for an Albuterol breathing treatment, and still he's coughing and achy.  Last night his fever went up to 102.

We had to take Scott back home last night (wed).  My last few days has looked like this:

Tuesday last, Collin got Sick, BUG started crawling (Holy cow, in case you didn't know, she's MOBILE!)
Wednesday was mostly normal.
Thursday we cleaned and prepped for faire.

Friday we went to G-mas after school and then took Collin to the Irvine KP urgent care.
Sat we went to Faire at his insistence because we had a preplanned gig.  Were there until 12:30, when he started hacking and I took him home.
Sunday we slept in, but he was getting antsy and we hit faire by 2:30 for last day.  LAst day rocked, but everyone split and I didn't get to say goodbye to most of my friends.  I love you and I didn't get enough hugs.


Bug was crying most of Sunday night (from stress and from trying to process info), and I didn't get much sleep.  Col would cough, wake her up or she would cry and wake everyone up.

Monday I was a zombie.  Literally I dragged myself through the day, went home (barely made it alive) and crashed for 2.5 hours....with Col waking me up!  LET ME SLEEP, you beast!

Tuesday I worked, then went to Irvine to take of some business and see Grandma, then went home at like 10:00.  Tried sleeping again.  No luck.

Wed, drove out to the desert to drop Scott off.  Got ther an hour late because of Traffic in Redlands, then food wasn't ready.  StepFather drunk, stupid. Have made decision that if they want to see her, we need to meet mom in the middle or they need to come to us so he's sober.  No drunks near my daughter.  EVER.

I had to get up at oh-dark-100, work all day, Drive to desert, drive home, get home at like 9:30-10ish.  Collin still sick, bug still having nightmares.  I think the early morning quakes woke her. she was SCREAMING like she fell or something.

I need a vacation. I need sleep. 

Guess who volunteered for SUMMER SCHOOL teaching for 3 weeks.  I need the $2000 for "extras, and it's only 3 weeks, but right now I just want to DIE.

Oh, yeah, and we have teardown this Saturday.  I may end up taking Col to the hospital again to see if he has gotten worse.

Does anyone want to trade lives for a week?  Preferably someone headed to the bahamas?

OK, Sat morning was hell,  Trying to get all four of us and the baby moving in the same direction at the same time.

Finally get to faire at like 9:15ish.  get dropped off at front gate, scram in with bug and stuff, help setup at Ives.

Morning was pretty normal. Was suppose to participate in Hocktide, was told it was going to be delayed, happened while I was at FOF getting FBI stuff.  drat.

Then had lunch, the stress of "them" etc.  Nothing seemed "on" for Saturday.

Guild BBQ was after hours. THAT freaking rocked.  I love my guild for it's ability to be a family.  We had 2 day old smoked pulled Pork, Ribs, chicken, and more types of salad and snackies than should be allowed.  Finally got to sit and chat with people from OUTSIDE Ives, since I've been pretty much stuck there with Collin and Bug because of our need to be near her supplies.

Scott's B-Day was Sat. Night, so that made the weekend nice for him.

Sunday was different.  We had a good set of small gigs, Nice to have people back at Ives that weren't there from Sat's committments.  I missed Shakey and Southhampton, even though I rarely get to see them.

Lunch was short, I then napped in the street with bug.

Then the Tavern thing.  I really was lost as to what was going on there for most of it.  Thankfully, the baby sling is washable Muslin.

After hours was rushed.


then MONDAY I woke up in agony.  I was Sore from head to foot for NO reason (i couldn't even get in on the dancing because of baby, I cannot wait until she can stand!)

I felt like an elephant was standing on my chest.  I don't get it.  i don't have Asthma, Or allergies, yet I felt like everything shut down.


Then We found out the bank pulled $500 from our account. We depostited a check in MARCH, and they "lost" it, and owed up to it. Asked us to get another check, but then there are all sorts of miscommunicaitons and we didn't seem to know what they wanted...so without warning (no letter at ALL) they just pulled it back out,.


I had to go over there and hopefully, get some of that crap straightened out.  They want me to get another check from that same person (who had already stopped the first, BTW) and just re-deposit.  WHY THE FREAK didn't they just say that?


Grrr. Now I'm at work.  One of my LOVELY friends found a way to sneak around the district's firewall and let me onto  "restricted" websites from work (like facebook, or any game sites).

See, my stupid district BLOCKS game sites, because they don't understand the difference between Grown ups and little people.

4 weeks left.

I think I need hugs and affirmations from my families (all of them) . i am so regretting and hating having faire end this fast.

Cailie is now an anklebiter!