I know, I know, I have internet, why haven’t I posted? I dunno. It’s been hectic here.

I had planned to do a post showing off the new house with pictures, but my camera stopped working and is now at Best Buy getting fixed. Thankfully, it is still under warranty so as frustrated as I am in not having a camera for a few weeks, it’s a lot less painful than the open weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth that would be happening if it were just a dead camera. My camera isn’t just a camera to me the way it is to most people. It’s my greatest source of creative fulfillment. It captures my children’s childhoods. I keep seeing things and wanting to take a picture and I can’t. It’s making me crazy.

On top of that, my printer died in the move. No camera and no printer to print my pictures equals no scrapbooking. This sucks.

Yesterday I was so insanely busy taking care of all of the messes Jonas made and carting a very needy, slightly feverish Maggie around that I had almost no time to take care of myself. I took a two minute shower with Maggie screaming on the floor. I think I brushed my teeth. Chris is working twelves this week so he is totally unavailable. He did, because he is wonderful and loves me and knows how much the loss of the camera pains me, take my camera in to be fixed.
He did the final walk through of the old, nasty, gross house yesterday too. The lady who was supposed to meet him was almost an hour late. Between all of this stuff he got to bed very, very late (late meaning that after working midnight to noon and then dealing with everyone he got to bed at around 4pm and had to be back at work at midnight). I couldn’t keep the kids quiet so I took them to Burger King and drove a friend to drop off her car for an oil change. The kids were wired until eleven o’clock that night. At the very end of the evening Maggie vomited all over me, which confirmed my suspicion that she wasn’t feeling well (well that and the fact that I had her in the Baby Bjorn facing me almost all day- something she would usually not tolerate). So I cleaned up the puke, put everyone to bed, and woke up Chris. Then I went to bed where I woke up every twenty minutes worrying about Maggie’s fever. Now it’s morning and I’m ready for bed. The good thing is, Maggie’s fever broke, and she is slightly less needy. Slightly, very slightly.

Is it naptime yet?