Superwife

I have elevated my supermom status to include superwife. Ryan had his knee surgery yesterday and I remained pretty darn calm throughout the day. The doctor said he's going to be on crutches for a month. That pretty much set me in a tizzy. I knew it would be at least a week or two but four weeks! Yikes.

So, we went to bed last night and I couldn't fall asleep. I had 3 Dt. Cokes yesterday, Ryan's knee machine was making noise, and between Ryan and Annie I had no room on the bed. I was thinking about how to get him and Miller to work every morning, picking them up, Ryan having to hobble through the halls at work (I swear it's a half mile from the door to their office), etc. I toughed it out until 1 when his snoring woke me back up. Then I tossed and turned until 2 something and headed to the couch. At 4 I got up and refilled his machine with ice and more water. I was going to do it at 2 but I was so tired I just didn't have it in me. Then I was worried about not waking up for work so I tossed some more and woke up 10 minutes before my alarm. 5:30 rolled around way too quickly and I think I am sleep typing. I actually looked forward to my drive to work because I could "relax."

Work is crazy busy and I just want to take a nap. Something tells me it is going to be a rough day. Thank goodness it's Friday. I have jeans, t-shirt, sweatshirt, and tennis shoes on. At least the comfortable clothing option is on my side today.