Little Kite Girl

1) I am addicted to my blog. Seriously people. I.can’t.stop.
2) I have discovered a new obsession, which I must try to keep at bay, and fear that I am becoming a hippie. (Green cleaning, anyone?) Remember the last obsession? It’s working out pretty well, but I don’t want to lose sleep until I have a collection of BPA free spray bottles and assorted natural oils. And whatnot. I must stay calm.
3) I can’t afford a steam mop.
4) I can’t remember what I used to think about before I started coveting steam mops.
5) My kid has a cough, which wakes him up and makes him miserable. And I can’t sleep while sitting on the toilet in a room full of steam.
6) Steam makes me feel clammy and ew. (This is less connected to the mop, which will not make me sticky and ew, and more connected to the only way to get my kid to stop coughing.)
7) Did I mention the cough? Now I know why my Mom used to seem ticked off about the whole coughing thing. (On the bright side, I held a very beautiful/new baby girl at Music Together today, and was this close — to wanting a newer baby. In addition to the one I have. The cough is taking care of that desire.)
8) I discovered through the medical marvel called the Internet that cough syrup might be a conspiracy, and dangerous, and wasteful. And then my hope for sleep tonight died.
9) WTF Vicks Vapo Rub Humidifier thing? Why aren’t you working? SALT? You want more SALT?
10) My husband is more tired than I am after spending his entire Saturday taking crazy exams. Which means BRING IT ON cough. I CAN TAKE YOU. ALONE.  WITH MY GLASSES FOGGED BY STEAM AND MY BACK HURTING FROM THE STUPID RACK ON THE BACK OF THE TOILET. Yeah.  (Until I cry and then go to sleep while my disheveled and weary husband rides out the night with the Camper.  Nevermind. I can do it.)