Sometimes being sick is just what you need to have a mandatory break.
Frankly I am actually slightly grateful for it. Even though the kids might not understand that Mommy isn’t feeling great and so playing “catch-catch” is not my first priority. But they aren’t feeling great either so we are just a bunch of sickies hanging out together making it through to the end of the day.
It sounds more glamorous than it is though. Add snot on most surfaces, a cacophony of coughing at any given moment and tantrums that are not only confined to the kids and that is probably a more accurate description.
This morning I walked into the kitchen to make the kids lunches while they sat at the table eating their breakfast. My sudden girly screams startled them but I couldn’t help myself. The floor was covered with creepy, crawly maggots that were pouring out of the bin like lava or something. (Thanks long weekend)
Obviously Seth had already left for work, so I shouted, ‘OH NO, I don’t know what to do?! What do I do?! Aaaah, this is so gross. Stay away girls.”
So I carefully dodged the maggots to get to the cleaning cupboard to find some kind of spray, but obviously we only had Dylfea (who has that even?), but I tried it anyway. Here’s a heads up… It doesn’t work. Not even close.
At a total loss of what to do I just swept them up into the dustpan and then stood there like a chop, petrified that they would crawl up the handle of the dustpan.
The girls helpfully suggested that, “I put them back in their home” or “let them go and make the honey for us to eat“, but after explaining that flies are not bees, I decided that the best course of action was to plop the creepies in the toilet and flush.
So if you happen to hear a blood curdling scream in the next few days it’s probably because the buggers came back up the toilet while I was on it.
But after going to the Doctor and being booked off for the next 2 days, I did what any good sick person does – tried to work while watching TV (I’m SICK OK!). Obviously day time TV kind of dictates that you have to watch Hoarders – Buried Alive. OH my freaking word. What the heck people?! This lady had two dogs crapping IN her house for OVER A YEAR and never cleaned it up.
Which leads me to why life is weird.
We left one dustbin for not even a week and we had maggots – how on Earth did this crazy woman survive in her house? How did they not eat her alive?