Today, the little one turned 6! I don’t know where the time has gone or why she’s decided she needs to kick growing into maximum overdrive but she’s on a high-speed trip to growing the hell up. I’m not okay, but I’m not as not okay as her poor dad.

Today has been a day of decisions made by her and quite a bit of excess, plus I’m still not feeling good at all, so I’m exhausted and ready for the weekend.

Tomorrow should be quiet, because she’s going to grandmas, so I’m definitely going to try and get in a nap after she leaves. No shame in planning ahead. 😉

It seems like whenever there seems to be a small ray of good, hopeful light in my life, something else has to come along and cast a shadow on it.

Today, for instance, I woke up feeling like death. Stuffy nose, sore throat, pounding headache. I knew that going to work wasn’t going to be in the cards, so I wisely stayed home and went right back to bed after my morning work-related tasks.

Not really feeling much better and my doctor couldn’t get me in this week, so I’m basically continuing to be miserable and waiting this out.

Tomorrow though, should be interesting. The kid turns 6(!) and I’m not ready for that at all. But I did manage to go snag her some pretty awesome gifts so that I can get a #momwin in there.

Alas, with me still feeling like garbage, this just seems like another wasted day. Here’s to tomorrow, where hopefully I wake up not feeling like I had a Mac truck on my face.