Will's new company is in full swing, and it's pretty exciting! It's a wonderful thing to watch your husband of 10 years do a complete 180 when it comes to his career. From dreading the office and complaining about work to staying up late working on his business and jumping out of bed at 4am to head to a job site. It's been amazing and I think this is the best decision he has ever made (besides me, of course!).
It's also stressful and tiring. From ordering computers (I am considered the expert in that area) to gathering items to furnish and decorate his new office with. But it's finally starting to come together. We were up late last night decorating (romantic, huh?) but had to leave mid-stream when we realized it was 10:30 and our son was still up watching a PG-13 movie at his grandfather's "awesome" desk on a school night. We've got a Rustic Modern vibe going on. When it's a little more put together, I'll post more pics. And yes, the deer is now hanging in the office. I refused to touch it.
On Tuesday, I took G to the doctor for a wheezy cough. Nothing alarming in my book, but because everyone is so sick these days, I wanted to go early just in case. Well, we ended up in the ER for xrays, 3 breathing treatments and a dose of steroids. Poor dude was so scared, but after 4 hours, popsicles and a coloring book from the nurses, he didn't want to leave. All of that and we left with a vague diagnosis. Bronchospasm and a respiratory virus. It was all a little over the top if you ask me. His pediatrician also sent us away with a prescription for an ointment to put on his leg because he picked a scab. Are you for real woman? Do you even know anything about kids?
Do you know what steroids and 3 rounds of abuterol does to a 4-year old? It's not pretty at 9pm when he is bouncing off of the walls and trying to use dad's flip flops to practice new skateboard tricks.
He's fine now. Tuesday turned out to be an expensive day.
And then there's work, which I won't go into, other than to tell you that at the end of every day, my brain is done. Toast. NOTHING LEFT.
Thankfully it's Friday. Dinner downtown with good friends tonight at Paggi House, and tomorrow we are totally getting our gay on with my brother-in-laws' vodka launch party. A bunch of straight suburbanites on a party bus with a drag queen MC should make for an interesting adventure.