Bare Minimums

Bare minimums.  That's all I could handle this morning. Get up.  Get coffee.  Feed kids. Get them dressed. Get me dressed.  Pack lunch. Get in car... drive.  Drop off child at school.  It took every ounce of energy I possessed...
to achieve this.  After a four day weekend, my Kindergardener just didn't want to go, and put up the biggest fight to date.  To be fair, we are all exhausted this morning, because my 2 1/2 kept us up for hours screaming.  It was all I could do, to try to field the complaints calmly and not lose it with him and start yelling.  I was so tempted to just say "Fine, stay home," but there were two giant reasons I could not do this.  One, he's been out sick too many times this semester already.  And two, I've been cooped up in the house with 2 sick kids for the last four days and if I had to do it again, I think I'd crack.

One sick kid home I can handle.  So, now I just have my 2 1/2 year old home with me and I get to contact my health insurance about an urgent prescription for which they want to charge me $209.

I look like total crap today.  Hair needing to be washed, wearing basically the same thing I had on the whole weekend.  This morning, I didn't even get a chance to put on my contacts, so I drove to school with glasses, which if you never do, always feels a little strange.