This week could've been better...

 On Monday of this week I felt like I was on fire.  I was getting so many things done and being so productive!  At the end of the night, I thought "I really need to keep this going and try to keep this energy for the rest of the week!"  And that was apparently a bad thing to think because I did absolutely nothing for the next 2 days.

Tuesday morning at about 5:00, Asher came into my room saying he felt like he was going to throw up, which he promptly did.  It doesn't bother me too much when my kids get any other kind of sickness, but when they throw up I feel like I'm on edge waiting for the next time they'll throw up or for another kid to start throwing up and then I know it's going to make it's way through the whole family and it's going to be a very bad couple of days for us.  One good thing about it being Asher is he's able to make it to the bathroom and throw up in a place where I don't have to clean up.  

Anyways, after that he went back to bed.  When I got up for the day at 7:30 I went to check on Asher (who had thrown up again), but I noticed the house was really cold.  The batteries on our thermostat had died during the night.  No problem, I'll just put new batteries in.  But when I did that the thermostat did not come back on.  I tried 3 different sets of batteries and googled everything I could to find a solution to the problem with no luck.  I got the girls ready for school (with a few space heaters running) and took them to the bus stop.  While I was gone Asher had thrown up again.  

When I got back I took care of Asher, got him settled on the couch so he could watch TV, chopped some wood so I could get a fire going, started a fire in our wood stove, and again tried to google how to get the thermostat working.  David came home between schools and I told him the problem and he called a company to come out and look.  They thought they wouldn't be able to come until the next day, which meant we would have to prepare for a very cold night.  But they called me early afternoon to tell me they would be able to come that day.  So yay for that!  

When he came he ran all sorts of tests and figured out our thermostat was the problem and we'd have to buy a new one.  We could just buy the same model and then we wouldn't even have to mess with rewiring anything.  But he did tell us that our furnace was on its last legs and we should think about buying a new one.  Super.  That's just what I wanted to hear.  We scheduled a guy to come the next day to give us an estimate on putting in a new one.  He also told us that we needed carbon monoxide detectors because if something went wrong with our furnace, it may kill us in our sleep. (We used to have one, but it died and we hadn't replaced it yet.)  So David went to Home Depot, got a new thermostat and carbon monoxide detectors and we had heat!

On Wednesday, Asher had a bad sore throat and he sounded like his tonsils were very swollen.  He also had a low fever.  So I kept him home again and made an appointment with the doctor.  We had the guy come to give us an estimate.  We were thinking of doing a combo furnace/AC unit, which he told us was going to be $15,000.  We're probably going to shop around for a better price.  The guy was at our house for 2 hours (I hate having repairman over, especially when they stay for soooo long and don't even fix anything!) and because he was there for so long we missed Asher's appointment.  Luckily the office was having a pretty slow day and they were able to fit him in right away.  So we went to the doctor and found out he had Strep.  So then we made it over to get his prescription filled and went home.  

Thursday I was kind of in recovery mode.  Asher was feeling better (yay modern medicine!) and since he'd been on the antibiotics for almost a full 24 hours I sent him to school.  I was able to workout and make a trip to the store and even delivered a family calendar to my brother.  But not much else was done.  

Today I've been trying to get back into the grove, hoping my super-motivated Monday self will come back to me!  So we'll see how that goes.

I do have 2 things I've been thinking about this week (besides trying not to think about how much having an older house is costing us...)  The first actually happened on Sunday.  It was Relief Society Sunday and I have been finding that I have a really hard time going to it.  I actually don't go too often because I get asked to help in Primary so often, which is just fine with me!  I've really been trying to figure out why I feel that way and it's been really difficult to figure out why.  I think part of it is I feel like I have such different life experiences than everyone else that I have a hard time connecting to them.  A lot of the talk is about not being too hard on yourself and trying to be a good friend, both things that I think are important, but they just aren't things that I feel help bring me closer to Christ.  And I feel when I make comments I often feel like they don't help anyone else and the teacher doesn't quite know what to do with them.  I actually had a little bit of a revelation during class this week, but I was so self conscious that I never said anything.  But I've been thinking all week about it and wish I would've.  

The other thing is a happier thought that made me smile.  Like most kids, Asher enjoyed being able to stay home from school even though he did feel crappy.  But I think what he enjoyed most was being able to spend so much one-on-one time with me.  Even though his throat was hurting, he spent those 2 days joking and talking my ear off.  I thought back to when it was mainly just the two of us, with David working his long hours and having a much much longer commute.  In a way, I miss those days because I loved being able to spend so much time with him.  But I also love seeing him with the girls and how much fun they all have together!  I think we both enjoyed having that time again, with just us.  ;)  

Now a couple pictures!

I found Ava watching a show on my phone like this.  It does not look comfortable.

Before church on Sunday.  Ava wanted to help Millie get ready for the day!

This is the equivalent of a dog eye-roll.