now...

DH is en route to VA for a week.

DS1 woke up at 2:30 to vomit: bathroom floor (put bathmats through wash). 5:30: bed (put sheets through wash, remade bed). 6:30, 7 (with diarrhea, more mats to wash), 7:30, 8, 8:30, 9:15, 9:40 (family room floor)...

I suspect the Jack-in-the-Box cheeseburger he had for dinner last night, but it could just be a virus. I don't think there's any way to tell the difference, and the treatment would be the same, regardless.

I stayed up after midnight last night so I could print out DH's boarding pass for his flight this morning. Tming is important on Southwest flyights. So I finally got to bed about 12:30, and DS2 was having coughing fits, so I don't think I got to sleep until well after 1.

No wonder I feel like death: I'm operating on about 3 hours of sleep. It totally sucks that DS1 is sick now, we're all trapped at home until he gets better. I think we'll go crazy.

I'm going to rest now. We'll see how that goes.