We have another uninvited guest: The Stomach Bug

sick, sick, sick...
I left work early last Wednesday(at 3pm) because the sitter called, "LuLu's throwing up." So, I go pick her up and the first thing she says is "where's daddy?" (I love you too, Sweetie) Hubby came home early because I needed to go to sleep so that I could work that night and stay home with Lu the next day. While he was home he started feeling bad.
Early Friday morning around 3am, Punk texted me let me know that his stomach hurt and was growling. I told him to go prepare his bathroom, just in case. You know make sure there was toliet paper, wipes... and he may want to make a bed in the hall. (Since LuLu and Hubby are both piled up in the livingroom near the half bath) About 30 minutes later he text me that he'd just thrown up 8 times. So, it was official everyone's sick.
I was hoping that I'd made it through the thick of the sickness without any problems. And then came Monday.
I went out on the paper route, didn't feel very different.. one of Hubby's friends called me and we talked for most of the time that I was on the route. When I got home I was a little wired so I worked on a puzzle that I'd started on the dining room table, then I went to take a shower. That's when I got sick. The heat in the shower.. I thought I was gonna pass out.. no matter what I did to the temp of the water.. UGH! I got out laid down for a bit.. and went to work. By noon I knew I wasn't gonna make it the rest of the day. And by 4pm I was on the way home. I won't go into details but I will say that my stomach was rolling and it wasn't from the baby. When I got home, Hubs told me he'd also gotten sick, very sick. So, he and I have spent the last two days sick as dogs. I have been on the couch in the livingroom and Hubs has been in the masterbed room sleeping in the floor near the bathroom.
I'm begging you... please wash your hands!!!

I am tired. I want to give up. Hubby's hours at work have cut back over 20 hours, needless to say the pay didn't stay the same. Bills are mounting. I've taken the 2nd job, but am only paid monthly - I know, I understand that it hasn't been a month yet but unless something changes with it... well let's just say it's not alot.. I mean sure it's only a few hours a day, I know I haven't been specific so here is a confession my 2nd job is a newspaper route(and I'll be the first one to tell you, I LOVE IT!), so I don't expect alot. But I'm trying to fill in the Grand Canyon here... UGH! weep.

I'm okay until I actually go to pay the bills... I just want to do something. He called someone that he'd talked to after his first wife took him to the cleaners. That guy wanted 6months worth of everything, (bills, bankstatements, you name it.) Yes we could have made different choices. But, We didn't, and now... well it's upsetting. I've never felt like this in my life.

Just thinking and crying.. thank you for listening.

See if you like it..

My sleep pattern is forcibly changing because of my second job. I'm going to bed now at 8pm, which is much different than the 1 to 2am that I was used to. I've always gotten sleepy at around 7pm though. (Once when I was out with "The Guy" I yawned and he jokingly said "ok, if you're gonna do that I'll just take ya home. didn't stop me yawning though... haha)
So, I just got back from my first of two nights "to see if I like it" (the 2nd job) and I do. So, next week I'll train for 5 days then go solo.
Hopefully it'll add the extra umph that we need here at home. I don't want to do anything drastic but you know how sometimes you just feel something... well I feel something drastic. Times are making me want to turn everything off. Cancel the tv, the house phone (which we have for ex to call punk), anything and everything I can get my hands on... I don't know but when I feel strapped for cash I look around and just feel like everything is spending money.
I called my chiropractor after my third visit... I know I need it but I can't afford $300 a month to see her and then wait on my insurance to reimburse me! My health will just have to wait. She says if I keep doing the Morter March that she taught me and saying my positive statements it should help until I can get back to her...
Oh, and Hubby says when he picks a new job (his jobs are reassigned every April and October months whether someone demands a trade or not) if he can't get the hours we're used to that he will get a 2nd job with me. Which will be nice, because with the cut in hours that he took it was like loosing nearly two full checks a month.
I know that people are worse off than we are. I just hate that we've gotten ourselves in this predicament - but that's what happens when you think you're job will always be there, I guess.

A Second Job...

I'm confused, but I know we need this. So, it I'm getting a second job. Going to sleep now, I'll tell you more as I know more.

Good night, Irene!