Zombies Attack

Okay, my brain is about to explode.

I have been out of town for JUST 2 days on business.... came back relaxed... and then all hell broke loose.

Hubby forgot to give Wonder Boy his meds yesterday... "Oops I forgot." Hello???? I jump through hoops to get the form filled out and medicine given to our son at school. I'm killing myself to get all the teachers to give us feedback on what they are seeing with how our son is responding to the medication. We have to monitor him closely in case adjustments are needed, and Hubby FORGETS to give it to him in the morning? He also forgot to fix the printer so Wonder Boy's homework wasn't printed for school yesterday off the computer... did hubby write the teacher a note or email it since he could not print it? NO. So now Wonder Boy has got a zero when he has been working so hard to bring his grade back up in Language Arts. This on top of the zero earlier this week when he forgot his homework at home --- 100% done, just forgot it. ZERO points out of 50.

Then I get the email from his teacher who thinks he doesn't care... so I talk to Wonder Boy and he is in tears because Dad didn't print it and he didn't know what to do. DAMMIT. My husband is sleep deprived too.... went for his sleep study last week. We are waiting for results and treatment plan. So, the pair of ZOMBIES are making me NUTS. Now I have so much anxiety from trying to keep both of them organized that I CAN NOT SLEEP!

I'd be more sympathetic with my husband if I hadn't already been down this road myself and SUCKED IT UP myself. I functioned when I was dead tired, it is what women do. I was waking hundreds of times and night and yet I STILL got the minimum done (my house was a mess, but things still got done). Sense of urgency people.... get one!!!!

So because Hubby doesn't print the damn homework Wonder Boy gives up (dad fell asleep on the couch and was basically non-responsive) and goes to bed (after calling me and me sending him to bed over the phone). Did he ever tell me about the printing problem? No. UGH!

Then Super Girl (12) communicates by screaming at people all evening yesterday. It is like she has PMS 24/7. She flies off the handle over NOTHING and EVERYTHING. Perhaps she doesn't like Wonder Boy getting attention? How old is she, like 2? I sent her to the damn corner.

My new rule for her is that if she is angry she must whisper -- her yelling makes me NUTS. So I yelled at her until she whispered back -- because I'm so effective that way. It is amazing how the little screamer didn't like being screamed at. Oh, get the point now do you? Yep, she suddenly got the picture on what it is like to be YELLED AT. WTF??? If she yells today I may have to shoot myself. Now I know what my mom meant when she told me I "Pushed her rage button." UGH!

Do you think my husband went and got me a bottle of wine or perhaps chocolate to make up for the nightmare I walked into yesterday? You know, the nightmare he had a big hand in creating since he didn't STEP UP while I was out of town for just 2 days? Do you think he could try and do SOMETHING to make up for taking the train off the track and not monitoring and handling the paperwork, medication, printing?

Does my husband do ANYTHING to try and make up for the shit storm that happened between 5 and 9pm?? Heck no, he is napping on the couch. I considered putting a pillow over his face. Then I remembered that I do think he is suffering from sleep apnea and lack of sleep too (it runs in his family big time). Two more weeks until he sees the specialist for the results of the sleep study -- may they form a decent treatment plan.

Living with zombies SUCKS. I fear I am becoming one of them....

Okay, I feel better now. Sometimes you just have to vent on your blog.

Amazing the google images you find when you look for zombies...