Stupid February

So yeah. Last week was long. I got sick. And I stayed sick. I just felt gross and barely got out of bed to get anything done. Tess loved it because I let her stay in bed with me and watch My Little Ponies on my laptop while I dozed or read on my Kindle.

Wednesday there was a big snow storm. Instead of delaying the start of school to see what this storm did, the dang school district sent the kids to school and then sent them home early. Josh was on the bus for 90 minutes because the roads were so bad. If I hadn't felt so gross I would've called the school district to tell them just what I thought about that.

And then the school district cancelled school on Thursday, which was ridiculous because even though we had 6" of snow, the roads were perfectly fine. So all the kids were home and I felt gross. Blergh.

And then Spencer got sick Thursday night. I don't remember much of it because it was late. I was in bed trying to sleep and something woke me up, so I deliriously went downstairs to discover Lance taking care of everything. (Thank goodness!) I honestly don't remember much, but Lance graciously filled me in. We had sent Spencer to bed with a bucket because he complained his tummy hurt. Turns out he threw up pretty much everywhere but IN the bucket. Lance said there was vomit literally ALL AROUND the bucket, but nothing in it. Erlack. And apparently Spencer walked through the vomit to go find help and got it all over the place... all over my freshly cleaned carpets! Gah! My oldest child, everyone.

So on Friday I felt a little better and spent quite a bit of time and precious energy on cleaning that dang carpet in his room. That child owes me.

You know how Facebook has that memories feature that shows you what you've posted in years past on the same date? Yeah, all last week, at least every day of the week, I had posted something about being me being sick or the kids being sick or, more often than not, both of us being sick. Over the span of several years! The last week in February LITERALLY MAKES MY FAMILY SICK!!!!

Part of my thinks I should just plan some awesome vacation for next February in an attempt to run away from it. But I'm pretty sure we'd just get sick on vacation. Stupid February.

So perhaps next year I'll just enforce crazy hand washing routines and rules around this time of year: two minute hand washings, hot water, lots of soap, followed up by lots of Purell.

It probably wouldn't help any. My kids have been known to lick each other, for Pete's sake. I'm fighting a losing battle.

Thank goodness there are only 8 more hours left in this blasted month! Let's hope March treats us a bit better.