Friday, November 13, 2009

The story so far...

The story so far, dear readers, is not for the faint-hearted.

Our heroine, who has been battling a spring cough and lurgy, decided to take action last night and informed all and sundry of her intention to sleep in on Saturday morning. Nothing would get her out of bed, she declared, but the last trump.

Enter the morning, in a burst of sunlight - and the knowledge that one of the heroes of the epic, Destructoboy, has not only thrown up in his bed, but has then made a conscious decision to sleep in it.

Strangely, this had the effect of galvanising a very sick mother into motion and imploring the Accountant to (and I quote) "Will you stop wandering around with that damn pillow, you are spilling vomit everywhere!"

Strange how every time I consider actually getting something approaching 8 hours of sleep, something like this happens.

So I have the traditional spring/summer lurgy, which up until this morning consisted of feeling a bit yuk, and a dry polite cough. This morning, however, I sound like someone who has been smoking five packs a day and sleeping rough for the last 10 years. Not nice.

In happier news, I am a gnats whisker from finishing Radiate, and am devoting the next seven days to finishing WIPs - so hopefully, the Clapotis and a pair of socks will be off the needles.

Then I will throw myself into Christmas knitting (already organised), and Christmas presents, and into trying very hard to keep all the balls I am juggling in the air - instead of dropping the lot.

There are no pictures in this post.

Aren't you glad?

15 comments:

amy said...

Mamas don't get sick days. We really ought to unionize.

I hope all are feeling better soon! And aren't you thankful for washing machines?! I'm always most thankful for my washer when I'm loading it with vomit-soaked bedding.

2paw said...

Oh, I hope you are ALL feeling better soon, and that The Accountant develops better balancing skills!!

Kate (Kiss My Frog) said...

Oooh, honey! You really shouldn't tempt Murphy like that! Make these plans in your head, or in a pinch whisper them to the hubby, but NEVER, EVER declare out loud your intent to sleep in!

Feel better soon. xo

Donyale said...

ewwwwww you know I am feeling your pain. When it comes to vomity stories I am very experienced in all forms of catching options. Haven't resorted to a pillows yet though.

Get better soon Miss Tink.

Michelle said...

I hope you feel better soon! I think spring hayfever is enough to deal with, but a lurgy on top of it would be just #$%^&!%

MadMad said...

Bummer! Hope you all are better soon, and back to more ordinary, non vomit, juggling and balancing!

Donna Lee said...

I vote yes for the mama union! Sorry for the sickness. I've had two sick "kids" this week and they are miserable but they're adults and I mostly left them to their own devices. No vomiting, thank goodness, but lots and lots of mucus and coughing

Alwen said...

Urgh, my sympathy!

And yes. I am very glad there are no pictures. And this one time, I'm glad the internet doesn't have smell-o-vision.

Five Ferns Fibreholic said...

There really is nothing like vomit to interfere with 8 hours of sleep.

Kate_knits_a_bit said...

Listen to the commenters - they are all women of vision and wisdom.
* No declarations of sleep-intent.
* Love thy washing machine
* Train thy spouse in the ways of mopping up and putting things in the washing machine and turning it on and hanging out the resultant clean items
* Consult a professional make-up artist as to how to intensify the appearance of illness so that you look as bad as you feel.
* Consider recording a soundtrack of bone-shattering coughing that loops sort of randomly so that people can hear your illness every five minutes
* Use the two suggestions above to milk it for all it's worth. They expect us to just keep on keeping on unless we kick up as much of a fuss as they do when they're sick.
* In fact, behave like you have a 'man cold'. That should do the trick.

Wish I could pop over with tea and soup and consolation. Instead I shall dab my hanky in sympathy and fellow feeling, and touch wood that none of my mob develop gastro (it's going through my school)

Rose Red said...

Ewwwwwwwwwwww children! Who'd have 'em!! ;-0

Hope you are ALL feeling better soon, and that you get your deserved sleep in by following the helpful suggestions of previous commenters!

Leonie said...

Beautiful.....at least yours are too old to vomit straight down the middle of your front. Apparently my youngest isn't :-(

Geek Knitter said...

I've never been so happy to have a picture-less post!

I hope you feel better soon.

Lynne said...

Being overly tired myself [and having no small children] I sincerely sympathise. Hope you get a good night's sleep soon.

Amy Lane said...

OMG! Been there! (Except I handle all matters of vomit in my house--Mate doesn't do vomit. Part of his contract!)