Maybe it's a sign...

I'm hoping my little run of bad luck is slowing down.

Hubby, who was home today with two sick kids today, called me to tell me he'd found my iPod and a knitting needle I'd lost over the last couple of days. I wish he'd waited 'til I was home to tell me about the iPod. He would have been richly rewarded. How awesome is he, really? He gets me the thing as a great little surprise gift, then finds it for me when I lose it.

Now the only two missing items still on the roster are a ball of red yarn, and that cheque.

I'm so relieved it's Friday. I need two days off, though since hubby didn't go to work today, he'll spend tomorrow at the office to catch up on work. I'm praying the kids will be well-behaved and that we'll all make it through the Saturday morning classes routine unscathed.

At some point in the next couple days, I'm going to word my next challenge. It'll have to do with stopping myself from running on empty. I think I hit rock bottom this morning when I was running late, both kids got sick, and hubby and I had to negotiate who, between the two of us and our busy day ahead, had the least important schedule and would stay home. In the end, I won, but only because his work could be put off until tomorrow. Add to this stress the fact I'd lost something else yet again (the above-mentioned knitting material) and the fact I'm so exhausted, and I just collapsed into a ball in my hallway, crying.

Needless to say, my brain is not fully functionning at this point. When I've had time to clear my thoughts, I'll be better able to figure out what it is I need to learn and do out of this week's series of mishaps.

Happy Friday, and I hope you all have more exciting plans than me! Mine include a hot bath, a good book and perhaps some more knitting. I know. I live life on the edge. I'm just not always sure the edge of what.