Friday again. Very early Friday, in my case. Tonight I'm doing things a little backwards. I usually get my kids to bed and then get up and go do things without children. Laundry, clean up, blog, whatever, and I usually stay up til about now (2:00) doing so. (OK, in all honesty, I usually skip the first two and make a bee line for the blog!)
Tonight I am, apparently, shaking things up! I lay down with my kids to get them to sleep (well, Rohan anyway) and tonight I fell asleep too. That was at 8:30-9:00 ish. I woke up just before midnight and was going to brush my teeth and I considered going downstairs and writing. But first I went in my room. I was a little loopy from just waking up and I thought to myself, "I'm just going to lie down and figure out what I want to to... stay up, or go to bed." Riiiiiiight.
I woke up again at about 1:30. I was surprised that I had fallen asleep. (seriously, do you think I need more sleep?! HA!!) I got up to go brush my teeth, cuz I was going to just go to bed and as I stood up, I didn't realize that my knees had fallen asleep too. "Knees?" you ask? Yes, knees. For reasons unknown, my knees on the inside of my leg, not the skin, will fall asleep randomly. I think there's only one nerve ending inside your knee muscles or something cuz I never can feel that it's asleep until I try to stand up on said knee(s).
When this strange phenomenon occurs, I have learned that, if you are standing, your bone structure can support your weight... if your leg is completely straight. If your leg is not straight it requires some combination of muscle support including whatever weird muscle somewhere in the knee region that just so happens to, on occasion, fall asleep on me. But, seriously, who gets out of bed with already straight legs? Not me.
So, I rolled off my bed and, with all my weight on my right leg, went to stand up. In case you're wondering, this is a very natural process requiring no conscious brain power whatsoever. (And my brain, having just woke up for the second time tonight was extra lethargic.) As I went to stand up, my "knee-area muscle" didn't get the message, because it, too, had fallen asleep and I went crashing to the ground instead of standing erect and walking away.
This whole chronicle of my knee's asleepness is crawling toward this thrilling conclusion: I broke my pinkie toe. Of this I am quite sure.
Apparently when your full body's weight is rolling to the floor you should try to roll your toe along with it. You know, like tucking your head when you're doing a somersault? My pinkie toe was trying to grip the floor and keep this body upright all by it wee-wee-wee-all-the-way-home little self. It remained behind to go the opposite way from the rest of my body. I am pretty sure I felt some sort of "crunch".
1- Dustin, Dusty, Mr. The Wind, my sweety is coming HOME today! (and Mr. The Wind is not a crass term... it was what my little sis, Lacy, used to always call him... the formal of Dustin The Wind!)
2- I am still on my purge binge. It's like bulimia of the house. My pile of "exit Clancy's house" crap is getting large, but not in charge!
3- Rohan is snuggled up in my arms right now and he is so sweet I could just eat 'im! He just woke up and I'm almost done so I'm holding him close.
4- My toe has taken the pulsing throbbing down to a dull ache.
5- Did I mention that Dustin is coming home tonight! Oh yeah. I did. I can't really use that twice, can I? So... I hung a picture and an iron "thing" in my kitchen that I've had for months but never hung. I ditched things that were on the wall that I hated and replaced them with something that I love. It looks so charming and adorable I could sing!
Happy Fabulous Friday!