There is always something...

If it's not one thing, it's two. I've felt that way all week. Since Tuesday I haven't been feeling well and EJ spent the day home on Thursday because his stomach hurt. EJ got to nap, relax & watch TV when he was sick. What did I get to do? Have a meeting with the principal, take the sick cat to the vet, run the household (dishes, laundry, make lunches, take EJ to school every morning, break up fights, help with homework), and deal with crap like this...

On Friday, I was upstairs when I heard something fall downstairs. I didn't think much of it, but I wish I went to investigate. I probably could've saved myself about half a bottle of laundry detergent and a headache of a mess!