Just call me Alexander and I am NOT moving to Australia

You know Alexander? and his terrible, horrible, no good very bad day? Ya, call me Alexander. Or Sandra since Sandra is a derrivitive of Alexandria- meaning protector of men, but I digress. So I guess this post could be titles Sandra and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week. Yes, I said week. Here is how it has been so far:

*Brandi had a fever of over 100 for 3 days. She wanted to sleep with me. While she tossed and turned and cried.

*I had to leave work to take her to the doctor, which I don't mind except for the part where I don't get paid for the hours I was not at work. I hate being hourly.

*Jacob started not feeling well yesterday. He had a fever by the time he went to bed and it was over 100* this morning. His throat doesn't hurt so I don't know whether to call the dr. and get a prescription or not. I hate these kind of mom decisions because no matter which one I make it will be the wrong one- get meds that he doesn't need or don't get the meds and his throat starts huting at 1 A.M. (it never fails) and he misses 2-3 more days of school.

*It snowed. Again. I know, I know, I will be glad come July/August but I am tired of bing cold.

*Because of the snow, I had to leave work again this morning. Some idiot was doing 40 mph down the hill in front of my house. In the snow. He hit the brakes because a stop sign is right past my house. Guess who's Suburban is undriveable right now?

*Jess' clutch needs replace so her car is not drivable right now, so she has been using the Suburban. She has class in Provo and I have class in Murray tonight. I guess the fact that she hasn't been feeling well either and decided to call her teacher and miss class tonight is a good thing. The idiot's insurance company is deciding what they want to do about it. They might send out an aduster in a couple days but they are refusing to pay for a rental for the duration. I am fighting them. They were told that I expected my car to be fixed by the company of my choice, and they would pay for a rental. They were sent pictures of the damage. I still haven't heard back from them.

*By the time I got back to the school, I couldn't see out of my left eye and it had an aura- bright carnival lights going on. I have only had that happen one other time, and that was right before Jake was born when I had toxemia. I have heard of them described before a migrain, but my migrains have never been accompanied by them. I took some excedrin just in case because I do not have time today to have a migrain. I just don't. I am glad I did. 20 minutes later the aura was gone. But my eye is sore as if I had had a migrain.

* 20 minutes after that, I begin to see a white strobing light. It took me about 10 seconds to realize that it was the fire alarm going off. Not a drill. And it is still snowing outside. By the time most of the kids are out, and the administration has determined that it is not a fire, but messed up sensors because of construction, the fire department is on the scene. We can't go back in until the fire department gives us the all clear. Which they do. 30 minutes later. On the bright side, I was one of the lucky ones. My coat was on the back of my chair and I grabbed it. And my gloves were in the pocket. Not the good Marine ones I stole from Trevor- they were locked in my purse in the closet- but gloves non the less.

*I have class and have to drive to Murray. Which is ok. But I still have to drive home. After 10:00. And everyone is in bed when I get home. Even the cat. You could send me an e-mail and say goodnight if you wanted to.

*Moving to Australia would make me get rid of most of the stuff that I have and don't need, but I am not going to do it because I would want to live by Dustin and Cindy, but Cindy says it is flooding there and to the south of them are those horrible fires. So I guess I'll just stay here and hope that all the bad things happening mean that something great is just around the corner.

So for everyone that is having a bad day/week/month/year, we are N.O.T. going to move to Australia. We are going to take long, deep breaths, center ourselves, hit play, relax and it will be o.k.



*Tomorrow will be better. I promise. I would say "because how could it get any worse?" but that is what I said 2 minutes before the fire alarm went off at school this morning, so I won't say it again.

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Indeed.