3am-4am: adoration at St. Matt's. Slogged through the office of readings, then slept like a log. The sound of the door opening at 4am woke me up.
4:15-6am: work. Of course, my machine slows down when I'm trying to wrap things up. Oh - updatedb thinks this is a good time to run. kill -9.
6:30am-7am: a 3-cigarette drive home. I never fall asleep when I drive with a lit cigarette.
7am: 6yods has improved, call to cancel 8am appointment. 80% because he's better, 20% because I'm bushed. Maybe I can lay down. Oh. There's a mouse in the kitchen. Little bastard is crawling around on the @##$$#@! counter. To IGA to get mousetraps. Come home, try to set the damn things. Pieces of shit. Call Rural King - yay, they open at 7am.
I love Rural King. The staff is helpful - "Do you have glue traps for mice?" "Sure, aisle 30, right side toward the back!" First, get a bag of free popcorn from the high school basketball game style popper, then wander over to aisle 30. Good God, the rat traps are huge. Glad I'm not a farmer. Browse through the rat and mouse aisle of death & finally pick out 2 4-packs of mouse glue traps. They're Muy Fuertes or something. Very Fiery? Super Strong, says the U.S. side of the package.
I'm at Rural King, so I have to get something for the kids. Pass things you put on horses, a little fridge with stuff you inject into pigs, hey! the toys have been moved. Wander around, there they are. Got a little plastic cow and calf for 4yodd and a little Matchbox-style ATV for 6yods. One thing I really love about Rural King: this aisle has toys, the next aisle has ammo. Rural King is also your local supplier of red fox urine, which I'm told is useful when you're hunting wild animals.
Do dogs really like to chew on pigs ears? There's a Godawful-huge bin of brown dried pigs ears at Rural King.
From the east side of town to the west - I must get cash and buy breakfast. Mcdonald's for 2 smeg meals - yes, that's what the employees call the sausage mcmuffin with egg - and 2 hotcakes & sausage meals. Zip back home on the east side, screw the friggin' mouse, let's eat. Kids are pleased with their Rural King treats. The ATV is variously named Four X Four, Jeffrey and Populars (beats me, too), the cow is "Sally, because it's a cow, a girl" and the calf is Kit. Sleep.
I have to write this down now or I'll never remember it all.
dw = dear wife
1yods = 1-year-old dear son
4yodd = 4-year-old dear daughter
6yods = 6-year-old dear son
No memory of this at all. I may have been awake.
Shower & get ready for Mass at Holy Cross; drive 1/2 hour to Champaign, arrive on time.
Mass 5:30-6:30pm
Work, 6:45pm-4am Monday
Nap 4am-6am on the couch in the frontend department
Work 6am-7am
1/2 hour drive home, breakfast, take 1yods to doctor: deep cough and a rough Sunday night that had dw up with him all night. 1/2 drive back to Champaign. Doctor says its something between bronchitis and pneumonia (I can't remember the name), prescribes Albuterol and an antibiotic (the usual one, I can't remember the name).
Drive 1/2 back, work in kitchen and watch the kids while dw naps.
Dw heads in to work (Catholic bookstore 3 afternoons a week). 1yods can't sleep unless he's upright on my lap, so we occasionally doze on the couch. 6yods and 4yodd are sedated with favorite videos.
On Monday evenings, dw has an hour of eucharistic adoration from 7pm to 8pm. I cooked supper: spaghetti, a bland Ragu "traditional" sauce I won't buy again, and some yummy meatballs I fixed & refrigerated recently. Played with the kids until dw arrived at 9pm.
Dw was hopped up on caffeine (she's especially sensitive to it) so she took 1yods, who was still cranky and let me go to bed for (we hoped) a night's sleep. She was up with the baby til 11:30, then she came to bed.
Dw has an appointment at 8:30am, during which time I'll need to watch the kids, so she got up at 1:30 to get ready and drive to Champaign for my Tuesday 3am-4am adoration slot. She did that, ate breakfast at Oakley's, went to Lauds & Mass at St. Matt's, the drove around looking at houses for sale until 8:30. Got her new prescription, dropped by the store for essentials, then came home.
Meanwhile, I was up at 3:30am with 1yods, we slept occasionally on the couch. The other kids got up at 6 & had their traditional "2 triangle peanut butter and jelly sandwiches" (6yods) and "2 triangle bologna and cheese sandwiches" (4yodd) with chocolate milk. Yeah, I know.
Dw arrived home, I showered and got dressed. Picked up her new prescription at the local CVS and returned it home, then sped back to Champaign to take her Tuesday noon hour of adoration at St. Matt's.
Drove thru Hot Wok Express, best Chinese drive-thru in town and only $4, and ate lunch in the library at work. Ensconced in my office at 2:00pm to field various questions and requests for help in person and by email and get up to speed on the latest work stuff (can you tell I signed an NDA?)
Work, work, work. Field questions, answer questions, defer questions, look up something in Knuth's TeXBook.
Machine crashed. This time I remembered to remove Gnome's "iof" files before restarting X.
7pm-8:30pm panel discussion at the Champaign library. Good handouts, GREAT cookies! Run by Walgreen's to get infant and children's versions of Tylenol - everyone is coming down with 1yods's thing.
1/2 hour drive home, run through Taco Hell for 3 soft tacos, no sauce, scarf them down on the way home because I forgot to get Taco Hell for dw, who has a thing for Taco Hell. Arrive home - dw and company had pizza! And there's some left over! Scarf, munch, mmrfff. Mmmm.
Filled dw in on the discussion, watched a bit of "Whose Line Is It Anyway" (best show on TV), then 1/2 hour drive back to work for a projected all-nighter.
3am-4am: adoration at St. Matt's
4:15am-6am: work
6am-6:30am: drive home
6:30-7:30: breakfast, get 6yods ready for doctor appointment
7:30am-8am: drive to doctor in Champaign
8:30-9am: drive back home, go to bed and crash til 11:30am.
