Seems I never get to sit here at the laptop in the mornings anymore, but today seems to be an exception. Here it is, 10:30-ish and the house sleeps. Well, most of it. Oldest son just got in from his overnight stint at work (which continues over the next few days), and with the 2 other boys who work at the restaurant getting home late most nights, one of them is still in bed as well. The other one has already escaped to the outside world on his long-board. Since the rest of the kids (excepting oldest daughter who has the day off today) have been sick with a sore throat/sniffly nose over the weekend, I've left them alone to sleep it off.
Illness is a pain, but often a mother's only time off. Their illness, I mean!
Opal the shepherd is asleep in the kitchen, after having a grumpy fit at the puppy. Daisy the pug is still coughing a bit and I can't schedule her surgery until she's well, so she's hacking a bit at my feet. Violet the pug is in my lap, chewing the edges of my robe, hoping I'll take the hint and scratch her backside. Not working, so far. And Romeo the puppy is out back playing with Imaginary Dog, having a big time finding odd things in the yard to tear up. See? Everyone's content.
And I'm washing bedsheets (we only have one set for our bed) quickly since our bedroom has a revolving door quality now with Gary's sleep pattern being all wonky. Don't ever know when he'll appear and have to sack out. He left for the shop this morning at around 5am after not being able to sleep like a regular person. I'd call myself a regular person, but that'd appear like I'm bragging. My, my. Life in our house is a bit strange just now. Thankfully my time at church on Sundays settles me just enough to put a calm on all of it. Hope it lasts. But I'm just doing today, so I think we're good.
