Schedule Schmedule

I am sick. Not in the figurative sense where I am tired of something or someone. I mean literally. My husband has some nasty head cold for almost two weeks. I thought I got away scott free, but no. I didn't. And the crappiest thing about it is that he took Nyquil, Mucinex and a decongestant and still was crappy for two weeks. I can't take any of those things. Here's to several weeks of a stuffy, runny nose; a swollen, scratchy throat; and a head that feels like it weighs 10x its normal weight.

On the plus side, the nanny came here today, so that made the morning a little easier. Of course, it is only a little easier if everyone else (hint hint, wink wink) also goes along with the change in plans.

Thankfully, this morning everyone did. When 2.0 woke up at 6:45 and kept falling asleep while nursing, I seized the opportunity. He and I got back in my bed and slept until 8:30. It was glorious. And the Gremlin didn't get up until 8:45. Like I said, GLORIOUS!!!

Now had this been a normal where we needed to be at the nanny's at 9 instead of her being here at 9, or if everyone had gotten up early on a day when we weren't leaving the house by 8:40, this would have been quite a problem. But when the nanny showed up at 9:00 and the Gremlin was still in her PJs, working on breakfast, it wasn't an issue. She just took over and 2.0, the Monster and I went for a wonderful walk.

Some days it really does pay to go with the flow. :)

Oh, and just in case you weren't aware, here are the cast of players in our house:
Her Majesty = my 17-year-old cat
The Monster = my 4-year-old Siberian husky
The Gremlin = my 18-month-old daughter
2.0 = my 1-month-old-son

Tried to capture a photo of the Gremlin today since the nanny put her hair up in a cute pony tail, but all I got was a blur. Figures.

And here is the Monster feeling neglected. :(

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