Something to be Said for Skipping Mondays...

So I hit the school library bright and early this morning, shelved some books, got some kids squared away, saw both my kids with their classes which for some reason they love, got Eve to straighten up the Goosebumps books because they're on a very low shelf and it hurts my back, got confirmation from the librarian that this was not, in fact, improper use of my child, went to the other library, returned some books, picked up some books, went to Farm Boy, got some groceries, was driving by a gas station and remembered that I was almost out of gas so got gas because Eve has dance tonight and last dance night we almost ran out of gas. Then I hit the drugstore where I didn't have a list but I was sure I remembered everything because I was ON FIRE today. Then I got home and realized I'd forgotten the saline stuff for my contacts which isn't actually saline any more because I wear hard contacts instead of soft contacts, but the fact remained that if I didn't have the whatever tonight I would have to leave my contacts dry or wear them for roughly twenty-four hours altogether, neither of which seemed a viable option. Then I checked not very hopefully under the sink and there it was! A brand new unopened bottle! The fortuitousness of it would make me dizzy except not, because the other great thing about today is, there's nothing like having a headache for five or six days to make simply not having a headache seem REALLY EXCITING.

(I'm in the process of switching medications. Apparently there can be some side effects. I can't recall the exact list at the moment but I'm going to venture a guess about inappropriate affect and hyper mania. And run-on sentences. I hope the FDA is on top of that.)