break down
so last saturday i started getting sick. sore throat, runny nose all that. patrick did a good job of getting me tea and medicine- although come to think of it im pretty sure he used my debit card. that little sneak. then once i started feeling better ( about thursday) patrick started getting sick. now patrick is the worst kind of patient. not only is he male and stubborn but he can't swallow pills. his sick is different than my sick. it always is. i get sinus junk, he gets fevers. so all weekend while i haven't been working i've been attempting to take care of him. he's been working alot too so really all i have to do is listen to him sniffle and cough and take his temperature. he actually started taking my advice and is willingly taking advil.

while patrick started getting sick i started getting re sick. this time it was my ear. so last night i couldn't take the pain anymore and tried to find an all night clinic. i first went to one and it was closed. then came home and went to what i thought was going to be a different place but turned out to be the same. ( by this time i was in tears) then i put that expensive new phone to work and found a place that was actually open. i got there at midnight. i was quickly checked in and put in a room. then i waited for the doctor....and waited....and waited more. finally at 1:20 the doctor came in and looked in my ear. so now i'm on antibiotics for an ear infection. i feel like i'm 6 again. at least all that waiting actually was worth it.

patrick and i are not the only things in our house that are sick. my hairdryer started short circuiting. yeah that's always fun. now the dvd player is not reading dvds. again super fun. then yesterday while i was making cupcakes my mixer had a mini freak out. i think i need to hand a warning sign on the door.

if this a sign of what 26 is going to be like i hope i die in my sleep.

oh and on a completely different note ( and to prove how good of a sleeper i am) yesterday at about 2:30 i woke up to my phone ringing, 2 missed calls, and a few texts. patrick had gone to the office and took my car ( his is acting up too add that to the list) but he took the spare key that doesn't have a house key on it. so he locked himself out. poor guy was locked out for like an hour....or more. oops.


song lyrics of the day:
on the dancefloor
i feel the bass more
my body starts to jet
like back in '84