I had a headache this evening.
I mean a real physical-pain headache, and not the kind your kids give you sometimes.
I don't usually get a headache, and I can't remember when I had one the last time.
I can't tell if it's from the running around the whole half a day,
or a lack of sleep,
or that I'm finally having my first menstruation 4 months after giving birth,
or that I had cleaned up Max's puke in the car, after taking it to a car wash (which did a shoddy job and totally did nothing to clean out the puke). Is it the bending over for a long time in puke fume or the disinfectant?
Fell asleep with the two older boys after telling them their bedtime story, while Myron was sleeping in grandma's room. Don't know when Gadget-daddy got back from his games, but he woke me up when grandma brought Myron in, and that was at 1am. Now I am done with the bits of left over of the day - done ironing.