Murphy. The Bastard.

I left my house.  I went to a place where there were multitudes of children.  I “slept” on a bed of very noisy springs.  I swam.  I ate junk.  I overdid it.  I came home and stayed up too late.  I felt like hell with a headache and fatigue and general weirdness and wondered what the heck was going on.  And now I get it.

I am sick.  Like, strep sick. 

And the kid is supposed to start school in a couple of days.


For the record, the vacation was great, but I kinda thought I’d paid my dues for it in advance.  Sigh…

About dyskinesia

Woman, mother, human being, grammarian. I have Attention Deficit Disorder. My child has Asperger syndrome. Philosophy, laughter, therapy, living. Life after divorce.
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2 Responses to Murphy. The Bastard.

  1. Pingback: Ugh. « The Taoist Biker

  2. Laura says:

    I hope you’re feeling better!

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