Daddy's Gone...

To Oklahoma this time, I'm glad it's not anywhere exciting. I was getting depressed when he was going to all the fun places. So it's just me and my three, who are ALL SLEEPING by the way. They didn't get to bed till 10:30 even though I started the bedtime routine at 8:30. I even managed to clean my room in that time, with a little tiny one hanging on me. I feel pretty damn accomplished today! I think I may actually get more done with Bryan is gone than I do when he's here.
Oh, but I did have one of those super stressful moments. Brit was opening the fridge and the stupid thing wobbles, well I had a glass cookie jar thingy up there, and it fell in the kitchen and broke into thousands of teeny tiny pieces. It was like shavings of glass. A major PITA to clean up. I swept like 5 times after I had cleaned it all up, and even vacuumed the floor. Well while I was cooking, Ry started to whine at my feet so I picked him up and went to nurse him. Then I saw blood, and quite a bit of it. So I lay him down to check him over, and his knee was cut by what I am pretty sure was a tiny shard of glass. I cleaned it up and bandaged him, I just hope that nothing is stuck in there, cause the pieces were so tiny. I just freaked out naturally cause I saw blood on him and my shirt. But it's all fine. He was intrigued by the band aide till I took it off of him at bedtime.
So now I am off to chillax. I have my biopsy follow up appointment tomorrow at 3, I'm nervous cause I don't have Bryan there to help me remember everything the dr tells me. Maybe I'll take notes. I can't believe tomorrow is thursday already.