So, last night there was a minor monkey-mergency. Basically, he was too asleep to make it to the bathroom, so he peed in his doorway, stripped off his clothes and face planted back on top of his blankets. Naked.

This caused much panic from the spousal unit who was still awake. Which led to me being woken up and shoved toward the monkey room. I checked the bed for wet spots, got fresh jammies on the monkey, grabbed up his wet clothes, all while Jens was sopping up the puddle. Then I sprinkled baking soda liberally, because children and puppies are not so different no matter what most folks say, let's be honest here.

And before I went back to bed I had a chat with Jens, along the lines of, "Why did you need to get me up for that?" Apparently, the way I can't see what needs to be done when it comes to electronics and the fixing thereof, he can't see what needs to be done with a naked monkey and a pile of pee soaked clothes. That's MOM STUFF.

Fast forward to this morning, I'm juggling all the breakfast stuff to get a hot breakfast to the monkey and spouse. Eggs, maple bacon, croissants, and coffee for Jens and I. They're eating while I'm fetching milk for monkey and pouring coffee so that I can sit down to my considerably cooler breakfast of eggs, bacon, and croissants. And I come back in with the awesome mug my bestie, Liz, got me. It says, "I'm a MOM. What's your super power?"

Monkey reads this and immediately goes, "Being a mom is NOT a super power." And Jens pipes up, "UH. Yes it is. Last night when you were naked and on top of your covers it looked like one to me!"

And I am pointing out to this child that I do a lot that he doesn't notice, he just thinks things magically happen around the house (much like Oma's perma-stocked cupboards I had to educate him on the other day). And he, remembering what I told him before, says "Nothing happens by magic!"

"That's right! People do it! I do it! There's work that gets done that you don't notice!"

And Jens says, "A sufficiently advanced mother is indistinguishable from magic." <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Some days, there are huge perks to being married to a geek. Also, I need this on a mug. NEED. IT.

Kitchen:
counters:
-clear
-organize
-wipe down
stove:
-clear
-scrub down
dishes:
-put away dry dishes from dish rack
-unload dishwasher
-re-load dishwasher
-hand-wash remaining
bags:
-organize
floors:
-clear
-sweep
-mop
-vacuum rugs

Living Room:
Sofa:
-clear
-vacuum
-replace blanket covers
coffee table:
-clear
-wipe down
entertainment center:
-de-clutter
-dust
desk:
-clear
floors:
-clear
-sweep
-mop
-vacuum rug

Bathroom:
toilet:
-scrub
-wipe down seat and lid and outside
-replace toilet freshener
shelves and surfaces:
-clear
-wipe down
window sill:
-clear
-wipe down
mirror:
-wipe down
glass shelf:
-clear
-wipe down
-organize
Harass Jens to do his half

Bedroom:
Make bed
chair:
-clear
-organize
floor:
-vacuum
LAUNDRY

monkey Room:
Make bed
Lego baskets:
-organize
Lego mat
-organize
floor:
-clear
-vacuum
LAUNDRY

I have a bad habit of trying to push anything I might stress about to the back of my mind. If I'm not thinking about it I can stress about it right? Haha, no. Trying not to let myself worry about the hospital visit tomorrow, trying not to panic about leaving the house in such a mess because I'm not quite up to doing another cleaning binge. And I had nightmares all night last night. Like terrible "I had a baby and it got murdered" kind of nightmares. In one I was supposed to go to the hospital the next day to be checked in for tests and stuff but I was getting arrested because I drove like a maniac and ran red lights and almost ran folks over trying to get my baby (a girl btw) to the hospital. And don't think my brain left out the anxiety of filling out forms endlessly while panicking about the baby. No no, my brain doesn't do half measures.

So I woke up smelling blood. And I'm like goddamn it brain take it down a notch. Sit up. Niagara falls of blood suddenly down my face. On my pajamas (top and bottoms), on and in my house shoes ... booked it to the bathroom with a hand cupped under my nose trying to catch all I could so I wouldn't leave a blood trail down the hall.

Had to get on with the day, starting laundry to get the blood out and then getting on clothes and starting breakfast. Burned the butter in the pan while Jens was whisking the eggs managed to time everything just right so that I never had half a second to get my coffee going and I was constantly worried I would burn all of breakfast.

Then I get on Facebook and I'm reading so much tragedy and trying to focus on some of the good things and funny things and a friend puts up this thing on Pseudo-science calling gravity a toxin and I cracked up. And then in the comments was this GEM: http://sebpearce.com/bullshit/. New-Age Bullshit Generator. That made my morning I laughed so hard. I had to come change all my LJ stuff to various quotes.

I've eaten, had some coffee. Still feeling stressed but the panic has subsided. Got stuff to do, but Jens will be helping. I was kind of flailing around in the kitchen, all my counters covered in clutter, stressing about getting it clean and he said, "It's not just your responsibility. I DO live here too." Mind blown.

Vacuum Monkey Room
Vacuum my room
Vacuum rugs
Vacuum sofa

Sweep bathroom
Sweep Kitchen
Sweep living room

Mop Living room
Mop Kitchen
Mop Bathroom

Scrub toilet
Scrub sink

wipe down bathroom surfaces
wipe down kitchen counters
wipe down living room surfaces

strip sofa
strip Monkey bed
strip my/Jens bed

Re-cover sofa
make Monkey bed
make my/Jens bed

Wash Monkey sheets
Wash Monkey Blankets
Wash Monkey Blankets
Wash my/Jens sheets

Hang out Couch blankets
Hang out Monkey sheets
Hang out Monkey Blankets
Hang out my/Jens sheets

Bring in and fold Couch blankets
Bring in and fold Monkey sheets
Bring in and fold Monkey Blankets
Bring in and fold my/Jens sheets

Put away Couch blankets
Put away Monkey sheets
Put away Monkey Blankets
Put away my/Jens sheets

Wash Monkey Laundry - In Progress
Wash My/Jens Laundry - In Progress

Dry/Hang Monkey Laundry - In Progress
Dry/Hang My/Jens Laundry - In Progress

Fold/Put away Monkey Laundry - In Progress
Fold/Put away My/Jens Laundry - In Progress

Put away Dishes
Wash Dishes
Put away Dishes

Make Casserole 1
Make Casserole 2 - 1/2 way done

Nearly had a panic attack when Jens and Sammy headed off on their own. I may need to look at getting either new meds or upping my dosage? But as my bestie pointed out the fact that nearly everything tastes awful now could have some benefits in regards to my waistline. I'll give it some more time.

I asked Jens to have Sammy's hair cut while they're out. He refused and said I'd fuss about it. Which I wouldn't, it'd be a big help to me if I didn't have to try and get him an appointment in town and take him myself. But whatever.

Laundry is going, the child has one clean pair of pants left. No putting that off a couple more days.

I should be cleaning ... I may get to it.

Monday - 1 unfinished item
Tuesday - 2 unfinished items
Wednesday???

Ugh. So I had to do grocery shopping and didn't have time/energy to finish my list. And I have groceries that don't fit into the disorganized shelves just standing around making it look like I did hardly at anything. If at all possible today I'll be adding:
-Monkey toys straightened
-clean and organize pot/pan area
-clean and organize Tupperware area
to my list. It may be too much. It feels like too much.

HAHA. Just had to run to the store and get the last ingredient for the Irish stew I tossed in the crock pot. Also I'll be making some ridiculous fancy molasses bread from scratch because obvs I want to punish myself and completely undo all of the work I have done thus far.

Wednesday:
-Monkey to Kita
-clean and organize dog bar
-clean dog feeding station and dishes
-clear out fridge/freezer and organize
-clean and organize cabinet over microwave
-pick up Monkey
-finish up anything unfinished
-clean windows in kitchen and living room

Monday:
-Monkey to Kita
-strip sofa/toss blankets in wash/hang out to dry
-Easter stuff put away
-all clothes OUT of living room
-sofa vacuumed
-coffee table cleared and cleaned
-floor cleared
-floor swept and mopped
-window sills and shelves cleared/straightened
-pick up Monkey
-Monkey books and DVDs straightened
-Monkey toys straightened

My left, top, back-most molar has given me issues, sporadically, for ages now. Today I'm hoping those issues have come to an end. I was having throbbing pain and extreme sensitivity in this tooth, anything and everything set it off, even lukewarm water. So the dentist popped the old filling and had a look, and ended up pulling out the inflamed nerves. He filled the hole(s) with medicine and in January I go back to have this filling pulled, the hole(s) rinsed with more medicine and then the tooth will be re-filled.

He said I may still have some pain in it, but it should fade over time and I can take Ibuprofen as needed. So now I'm waiting for the shots to wear off so that I can consider some lunch.

As for my mood, I'm feeling surprisingly chipper. It's like YES! TOOTH HAS BEEN HANDLED! Now I just need to clean up my crap hole of a house and I'll be on a roll. Thursday I will be helping a local teen, one of Sammy's bestie's sisters, in English and I need to have the house clean enough to let her through the door. LOL

Been struggling a bit. Monkey has been snuggly and sweet. Skyrim is an addictive time sink.

Went to the doc and waited a little more than 2 and a half hours. Finally got in there around the time I needed to get moving to pick up Sammy. Stressful.

Anyway, here Bupropion (Zyban) is only for quitting smoking. She looked for other meds and could find nothing that didn't have excessive weight gain as a side effect, and since I told her what it's used for in the US she agreed, despite misgivings, to let me give it a try. Because it's only for quitting smoking and not mental health issues I have to pay for it on my own, and it's 67€ and change. Which is doable but annoying.

She told me that my ecigs are a horrible idea and went on about chemicals and I should quit them. Which I think I will for 30 days while I'm on the Bupropion. She also said I need to seriously up my vit D dosage and keep taking the B vitamins.

Going to stroll to the store and the pharmacy in a little bit and pick up the new vit D and the Bupropion. Then I think I will sit under my sun lamp and vegetate because I have zero energy.

Other advice from the doctor was weight-loss related, I should cook only with coconut fat and cut out all other sources from my diet, no butter, no eggs, no animal fat, no other cooking oils ... this sounds sketchy as hell to me. I will peruse the internets and see what they have to say about her advice.