The freezer door got propped open overnight, weekend before last weekend. I didn't realize it until mid-morning, and I didn't realize that the food I kept in the door for convenience got thawed. And warmed.
What was in the door? Chicken nuggets, sausage links, pizza rolls, and other convenience foods that the kids make for themselves when they don't care for what I make.
The chicken nuggets, in particular, caused issues. Projectile issues. Issues I initially thought were simply viral when my son got it Saturday, was fine Sunday, then not fine again on Monday.
And then my daughter got hit on Wednesday morning.
I had a kid under elbow and underfoot--at least one--all last week. For something I thought was viral, and turned out to be mild food poisoning.
I also feel like a terrible mother.
And no, this doesn't count the actual nasty cold that all of us have, and still have, and are still fighting off (and cranky from).
But yeah. I was busy as a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest, last week. I'm actually slightly stunned I had time for personal hygiene, what with running buckets into the bathroom every few minutes for a wash-out Monday, Tuesday morning, and Wednesday.
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