When you're on day 3 of the Rotavirus, it's your daughter's 17th birthday and you go to make her breakfast, trip up the stairs (while holding a knife you retrieved from her room after late night eating), bruise the heck out of your shin as you fall to the floor screaming only to have her tell you she is too stressed about her tests, so she is not hungry... You drive your kids to school, your son forgets his Mac Book so you drop him off, go home to retrieve it, only to have your crazy wiener dog jump out of the car and chase a squirrel, then run a whole block while you are running after him yelling JACKSON, (remember the rotavirus?). THEN.... after returning from dropping off the mac book you try to take a nap, but your mind is racing with everything you have NOT done the last 2 days so you get up, decide to be nice to the birthday girl and do her laundry, only to discover the clothes you are folding are dirty as you discover her dirty THONG underwear (yes, she wears dental floss) wrapped in her shorts. AND THEN... you can't keep anything in your system so your gluten free diet is sabotaged by yummy SALTINES because your doctor says YOU HAVE TO EAT SOMETHING. What do you do?
I eat those saltines, and my bananas, stay close to the bathroom and THANK GOD I have the job I have.