What I did on my blizzard staycation, Part 2

I don't  know why everyone seems to be looking forward to hearing Part 2 since I already indicated it was a dark (black, awful, rotten, stinking) chapter of the staycation, but anyway, the Lowlights of Sunday (since there were no highlights):

• Hurt. All over. But, especially any muscle on top half of body (a.k.a. The Shoveling Martyrs)
• Both children WHINING. FIGHTING. When not WHINING or FIGHTING, they are ANNOYING ME.
• Boy wants to be held. Now. Also now. And now. Can you hold me now? Not sitting, STANDING UP, MAMA! STAND UP! Your arms could use the extra workout, fyi.
• Ibuprofen. Tylenol. Coffee. Need IV.
• Nanny NOT HOME YET. Feel deserted and left to die.
• Called service Sat night to shovel our LONG shared driveway that is currently filled with 30 in of snow. Between me and couple next door, WE ARE IMPOTENT AGAINST THIS MUCH SNOW. Supposed to arrive at noonish. Leave sweet, pleasant, non-desperate message at 3pm saying (nicely): DONDE ESTA?
• If I wasn't sure if I was going to contract Boy's virus that also now has infected GIrl, my SHAKING CHILLS answer the question for me. (more hints: headache, abdominal pain, fever, more chills)
• Whining, fighting, annoying continue with a good dollop of IGNORING ANYTHING I SAY thrown in.
• Put on sweatshirt on top of sweater, in addition to long underwear and warm up pants. Still freezing.
• Find AND APPLY SNUGGIE TO MY PERSON.
• Walk around wearing SNUGGIE, barking useless orders to mutinous crew. It is straight out of a nightmare. NIGHTMARE IN THE SNUGGIE.

Sorry, one highlight:

• MIL arrives on the scene! She came to "check up on us" and must have sensed I was slowly dying. Had to park far away and hoof it; apparently roads are like winters in the wild west. Entertains Girl while I shiver under snuggie and hold Boy. MIL shovels a path to the street! MIL is awesome.

Back to lowlights:

• MIL leaves.
• Call Nanny. DONDE ESTA? She's coming later tonight. OR SO SHE SAID.
• Fevers, chills, and all-around bodily joy escalate
• Children with frequent crying, bickering, still not listening. Chant "Cook-ie! Cook-ie!" as I try to corral them to sit down to DINNER.
• Small eruption.
• Give them a double bath. More bickering, fighting.
• Lose it right there, next to the tub. Start crying. Beg them to get out now since Mommy DOES NOT FEEL WELL. Head pounding. Just want to curl up in bed and sleep.
• Girl climbs out, hugs Mama. Tiny moment of empathy.
• Boy oblivious. Takes another 5 minutes to get him out.
• Finally sleep early, woken up at 9 pm by call from plowing service. Will be here in an hour. Thanks, but no thanks. Dude it's TOO LATE.
• Girl coughing too much, can't sleep, in my bed by 2 am. Now have coughing in my ear and sounds of her violent sniffling. Sleep quality has gone way down.
• Realize at 2am as I'm downstairs trying to find Girl's medicine, that nanny has NOT RETURNED. Doom.

There. Good times.

Comments

[Becca]

OMG! Am so sorry. I cannot imagine. Mine turn on each other after one day cooped up indoors. It's not pretty.

[alejna]

Ugh. That sounds like a harrowing ordeal. You should be awarded some sort of medal.

It's so freakin' hard to take care of rambunctious little ones when you just want to curl up in a little ball. I'm glad you survived.

[Cathy]

My heart reaches out to you... I really wish there was something I could do to help!!!!

[Hetha]

That's MASSIVE Suckitude. I have to admit howling at Nightmare in the Snuggie, but then my empathy overtook me at the part where you cry and girl gives a hug. You poor woman! When is that husband due home?

[KC]

Just wanted to add that while I included Donde Esta there (minus the correct accented areas since I am not that skilled on the keyboard), no one involved actually speaks Spanish. I often revert to my broke high school Spanish in times of stress.

[Stimey]

Oh no. That sounds so terrible. Can I bring you soup? Or someone to help with shoveling? Or anything?

[Manic Mommy]

I totally would have broken long before you did! Dude. Book Key West now. Tell JP later.

I really am sorry. That just sucks. Huge.

[jodifur]

At least you had power. Ahem.