T-G-I-F!!

I have never ever wanted a Friday to be over more than today. I would rather it be Monday again. Let me recap the day:

7:30am training (I normally don't roll out of bed until 7:15 so the fact that I had to be functioning at 7:30 and get the munchkins ready was not ideal.
8:20am dr's appointment for ME...yes....I can handle Justin doctor appointments and kids sick or well visits or dental visits but I do not frequent the Dr's office for myself...and typical Victoria style, I spent 4 times as much time waiting (with some very unclassy peeps) than I did visiting with the doc. Follow up appointment needed which is never a good thing :<
Let's go back to 8am when I was hopping off the training session to take the kids to summer camp and just before Justin walked out the door Wesley PUKED..the good thing was that it was at home and not in the car or at school but it meant Justin had to chagne his work plans and stay at home with kids while I went to Dr.
10:15am get home from dr's appointment, relieve Justin from Wesley duty and sit down at the laptop to check in on work...Wesley comes over because he wants me to hold him. He proceeds to throw up all over me in the chair. I allow him to stop as to not spread the damage. He finishes, I place him in the middle of the kitchen (lanoleum floor thank God) and within a few seconds he throws up AGAIN.
10:30am I make a frantic call to our property management company who wants to show our rental house at 4:30pm. I let them know that we cannot do it, they push back HARD, I begin to cry on the phone and they finally (either feel sorry for me or think I'm crazy) and say that they will cancel the showing (the ppl coming to view the house have 4 young boys...at this point I think Wesley may have a virus and really don't want to infect anyone and I don't want to take him out of the house - no puke in my car if we can help it!)
3:30pm after working through much of the day, I get a call from our mortgage company that there is no way we are closing in June and most likely pushed to July 2. That's fine just a lot of things not within my control and that does NOT sit well with me.

So needless to say, I am ready for Friday to be OVER. Hit me Saturday...come on Saturday...if Wesley feels well tomorrow, I will try to take the kids to the see Toys Story 3. I hate to take him to the movies if his tummy is sensitive and he can't have his usual ICEE and popcorn.


I am going to have a long prayer list tonight Lord. Bare with me, please.