Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Murphy's Law

Murphy's laws, and how they pertain to me today.

•If anything can go wrong, it will. I'm sick, George is sick. Baby Boots is feeling better (which means he's up to mischief). King Kong is at work.

•If there is a possibility of several things going wrong, the one that will cause the most damage will be the one to go wrong. I'm just waiting for the girls to start barfing. Boots getting diarrhea would also be very bad.

•If anything just cannot go wrong, it will anyway. I thought being stuck home in a blizzard with the possiblity to run out of diapers was a tad stressful. Now, add sick to that. So even if I could go somewhere, I can't. I found 4. Hopefully I can stretch them out til Kong gets home.

•If you perceive that there are four possible ways in which something can go wrong, and circumvent these, then a fifth way, unprepared for, will promptly develop. I'm sick, kid/s are sick, except the holy terror child who is running and on the loose, we are in a winter weather advisory, and I have no diapers. Oh, but that fifth unprepared for thing, yeah, Kong called and picked up an extra shift, so he may not be coming home til tomorrow, depending on the weather today. Nice.

•Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse. This one pertains to the smallest, most destructive and mischievious monkey, Boots. He might be the baby, but he sure is a little stinker. If someone could only figure out how to bottle all that energy, they would be rich beyond imagination, and would probably win every Nobel prize there was to be had. Mother's everywhere would rejoice that the playing field would be leveled. So far, he's dismantled all the toys I picked up this morning, played in the sink, played in the bathroom sink, eaten things out of the garbage, and had a number of tantrums.

•If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something. Body aches. I forgot about body aches. ugh.

•Nature always sides with the hidden flaw. I don't know if I could handle hidden flaws today. Please GOD! Spare me.

•Mother nature is a bitch. Vomiting and diarrhea. This needs no further explanation as to why it sucks. The good thing - Aunt Flo is not visiting. (also, I am not actually vomiting yet, but it's a definite possiblity. I've gone to the throne room in anticipation at least 5 times.)

It never ceases to amaze me how certain things that would be made so much easier with two adults present only happen when King Kong is at work. (And he's a truck driver, so he's hours away, not just a 20 min drive and will be home in a few hrs, or can come at a moments notice. My hub generally works 18-22 hr shifts, more or less.)

Like the time I got a kidney stone, though I didn't know what it was at the time, and had to pack up the kids and haul myself to the ER at 3 in the morning. Thank God my brother lives 2 blocks away so he could load the kids in the car for me, and my mom and dad took them while I was otherwise jacked up on morphine. Oh, and did I mention I was 8 months pregnant?

Or the many times when the kids have gotten the pukies, like today, and I'm manning the masses all by my lonesome? (Which is easier than taking care of one sick grown man.)

Or the time I had a fever that knocked me on my keister so completely that I literally couldn't move from the couch? A fairy name Tinkerbelle came and saved the day (aka. my mommy). She even did the dishes.

Now, this kind of sounds like a pity party, but I assure you it's not. It just my way to find humor in an otherwise humorless situation. Because today, we've got the flu. ugh.

The thing worth pointing out, however, is that there is always something good, some way that God shows you he is taking care of your needs. Luckily my family lives close by and can help me in times of need, even at 3 o'clock in the morning, or to come do dishes and wrangle children. And if husbands aren't home and around sick people, they can't get sick. So they can go on providing for their family, and the wifey doesn't have the task of waiting hand and foot on the worst wussy patient ever one more person while she is also sick.


1 comment:

  1. Yea, Murphy's Law tends to be my constant companion. I'm praying that the bug, commonly known as Flu, will leave your home soon!