So you had a bad day...

Or week...

For whatever reason, the logic in my life tends to be that when Dan is away, things go wrong. Last spring the electricity went out when he was in Cannes and had to be rewired. Later that year while he was in Toronto the bathtub nozzle broke somehow and the water couldn't be turned off...Another year the airconditioner died in 100+ degree weather. And then just the little things like the car overheating on the 405 at rush hour and pneumonia taking Cole and I down for two weeks of missed work...And none of it's Dan's fault and there's nothing he can do about any of but it just all seems to happen when he's away. I feel like Schleprock...

I'm having a bad week...nothing seems to be cooperating and there seems to be too much that needs my atttention and not enough of my attention to go around. I'm driving an average of three hours every day just on the commute to and from work/summer school. It's hot even in the evenings and I'm pretty sick of myself at this point.

I've developed a whole new appreciation (on top of the respect I already had) for single parents. It's fucking hard and there's just no down time...no such thing as "me" time, especially when you have a 24/7 child like mine. There's just not that "go entertain yourself for a little while so mommy can breathe" moment...And I know he'd love to do just that so it feels unfair to even mention it...I know he'd help me with anything I needed. And for that, the smile returns and I am reminded of how lucky I am that this is only temporary and that things can be fixed, traffic will flow again one day (okay, maybe not that, I do live in LA after all), and there's the boy and the beginning and end of my day who loves me...

Fever

Fever seems to have taken over my life during the past two weeks. It started two Mondays ago with Cole going from normal to 103.5 in about ten minutes...and it hasn't stopped. He's had pneumonia, an upper respitory infection and two ear infections during the past 14 days and I've had the pneumonia and upper respitory...Maybe the ears but I never checked. With the exeception of a residual cough, I'm well on my way to being healthy. We've had the quietest, dullest days these weeks and yet before bed last night the boy felt warm..100.4, cool bath and Tylenol, off to bed and he wakes with 101.1! I don't get it. He's congested again and achey...It's back to the doctor tomorrow even though summer school starts tomorrow and I desperately have to get back to work...Working from home is just not the same...I can be productive but there's just something so nice about being amongst my coworkers and interacting that makes it seem more productive at the office. Let's all cross our fingers that it's just an ear and not something worse...Fever...when you kiss me, fever all through the night...