Always be prepared. lol in 2015

Well fuck.

I walked into the laundry room today around 2pm and went to unload the dryer. Empty. Then I went to put the laundry from the washer to the dryer… empty. I had NO laundry to do!!

So of course I did a happy dance, and proceeded with my day. All the while thinking “I need to get prepared. Guaran-fucking-teed since all my laundry is done, I’ll have someone pee on, shit on, or puke on something by the end of the day.”

By 6:30 pm, Chris was puking his guts out. He still is and its midnight. :( Oh lordy I should have picked up more Gatorade.

I hate vomit. Anyone who knows me, know this. I can’t even. When I was a kid and my parents used to get sick or something, even as young as 6, I would go to my grammas house. I can’t handle it! The sound, the thought, the whole idea of it. The fact that it was contagious. UGH.

At 5:45 I kissed him goodbye because I was going for a quick walk to the thrift shop with Tiffany. By 6:30 he was texting me to get home because he was so super sick.

I’m so going to catch this and there is nothing I can do about it. I almost wish it would just happen now and get it over with, so that when the kids catch it, I can be healthy and make sure they’re ok!

:(

Parents shouldn’t be able to get sick.

Kristen <3