Not much to write about tonight. Been battling exhaustion all day because my son started getting ill last night, which led to him having his usual night terror episodes. I don't know what it is about catching a cold, but it always triggers these flailing, screaming, crying, not recognizing us freak outs. It is rather unnerving, and I'm really going to talk to his doctor about it at his next physical.
I think I am also getting sick, or I'm dealing with a sinus infection or something. I keep feeling weird pressure in my head and face, and then it feels like I can't breathe properly. I can't really describe it well, but it disturbs me, and there isn't anything I can do about it because I have no bloody insurance. Ah well. Not much I can do at this point but just hold on.
I managed to round up an opportunity to make a bit of extra cash next week. Good thing too, because we're down to fifty dollars, and I have to go top off our groceries next weekend. So this will give us some breathing room, and all it requires is a couple of hours. Excellent.
My husband also had some news that might turn out to be good in the future. I don't want to say more than that, because I don't want to jinx him. Just hope it works out right.
Alright, I'm going to go lie on my fat ass and play Pocket God. Nothing like destroying the Charlie Sheen pygmy to make me feel better.
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