I am miserable. I'm still in lots of pain from the surgery, and I just got a traffic ticket for doing something stupid that I KNOW I shouldn't have done, but I only did because I was in agonizing pain. I had to cancel the party I was going to have tonight because I'm still in pain. Can I just curl into a ball and cry my eyes out, please? That is, if I don't drench the keyboard with my tears first.
Yay. Now I have just been vomited upon- projectile-like- by Kiddo.
GAH- 2 hours after the being vomited upon, my landlord shows up with his family "just to drop by." (Which any other day would be fine, because our landlord is also our friend, and we've been wanting them to come over for awhile!) I haven't cleaned the house in days because of the surgery, and the kitchen still smells of toddler vomit. Oh, the unfairness of it all.