The pollen count is high, and my patience is low. We have orange and lime trees lining one side of our driveway and the trees are drooping from the weight of holding so many blossoms. It’s beautiful and smells fantastic, but the Mister and Mikey are paying for it dearly. Everyone is sick around here, except me. The Mister is in bed with a terrible sinus infection and Nicholas hasn’t slept through the night in days. Mikey is feeling better, but with the pollen in the air he has been one continuous nose bleed since this morning. Allergies = SO awesome.
I’m also busy writing, busy planning, busy doing too much. I have meeting with clients for bankruptcies, meeting with clients for writing, and my normal room mom duties for Mikey’s school. I’m also completely neglecting my blog, and that is making me sad. I guess I am feeling a little bit overwhelmed right now! Maybe I’ll feel better tomorrow after the Mister’s meeting with his “could be” employer. Still no talk of money, but they act like it’s a done deal. I JUST WANT NUMBERS!
Sorry for the cry-baby vent post, but it had to be done. Life isn’t alway a picnic under a big tree.