Running on Empty

I'm tired.

It's been one of those weeks...

Actually it's been one of those weeks for several weeks in a row and I could sure use a break, if even just for a minute. Sometimes it seems like the only time I get to choose is when I'm sitting here at the computer taking a minute to tell you about my crazy life before I fall into bed.

Teach started her new job this week. Oh don't get me wrong, I'm very happy for her! She needs a job. I had just gotten used to having her around to off-load some of my stress. But I'm slowly getting used to the idea that I can monopolize less and less of her time.

A much happier car ride.

She has been training all week, only working 4 -5 hours each day. So today Baby Doll and I had to run up to Curves to pick up the Tupperware we left there yesterday morning for an open house. It's a nice way to sell things. I go for an hour and set things up, answer questions and leave catalogs. Then I go back the next day and pick up orders and the Tupperware. And if no one wants to talk to me, I take the time to work out while I am there.

It was about noon when Baby Doll and I were loading the van and my phone rang. It was Teach. "Mom?" she whispered. Immediately I knew something was wrong. "Can you come and get me? I'm so sick!"

Fortunately Baby Doll and I were within less than a mile of her new job. She still had an hour of training left for the day, but the minute she dragged herself across the parking lot I could tell that she was in a bad way. Sweat was pouring from her face and she could barely climb into the van.

We had gone less than a mile when she heaved. I thought Baby Doll might lose it too, but she managed to hold it together. To make a long story short, when we got home Teach
crawled into bed for several hours and when she finally emerged she was almost human again.

I just hope it was something she ate and not something I can catch. Although sometimes I wonder if that is the only way I might get a day off...