The last week was a bust at our house and I mean that literally.

Late Monday night we found a BIG problem related to this website.  Some of you may have noticed it.  It took several days and was very stressful, but we (other people) fixed it.

Before we got the site back up, I was talking to my Server Person on the phone, I happened to look up and I noticed that there was paint sliding down the wall near the ceiling in my bedroom. It looked my roof was leaking.

Meanwhile, my six-year-old was as sick, coughing, fever, swollen red eyes.

And on top of ALL that, our TIVO died.  Like died forever died. Without recording Modern Family!

Me and my sick daughters basically stayed home ALL WEEK LONG. I tried to restrict TV time, but by the end of the week it was PBS Kids overload. I finally gave up trying and just joined the TV viewing.  I spent Friday afternoon lying on the couch watching Sesame Street under a blanket. White flag.  It was actually kind of nice, good cuddle time with my three-year-old.

My husband came home after skiing with his co-workers (it was annual department ski day) to find his family had turned into PBS zombies.

Knowing I’d been stressed and stuck at home all week, my husband urged me strongly to LEAVE.  He invited me to go to our local rec center to swim, run or otherwise raise my heart-rate past 45 beats per minute.  I resisted. After all, I was warm and comfy and thoroughly entertained by TV.  Elmo was having a check-up and I wanted to see how it all turned out at the doctor’s office.

After I missed my chance to recreate, he later brought up my “list” and asked if I’d like to do something on it.  I didn’t.  I WANTED to stay lethargic.

To get him off my back, I came and looked at the list and picked the easiest fastest thing to do.  It’s # 29.  Geronimo!?  I thought I could probably do this.

I didn’t feel like making dinner so we went to our favorite Mexican Restaurant.  On the way there, I pulled over at a park so I could jump off something and so the (still sick) children could run around for five minutes.

As I looked around the park trying to find something I could jump off; my heart started to RACE a little bit. I still didn’t want to do this. I was a little nervous but against my wishes I started to get a little bit GIGGLY about it.  I didn’t want to break my leg, but I also didn’t want to look like a total wimp in this photo either.

I found a moderate (still wimpy) place to jump and prepared myself.  I started to laugh out loud as I thought about what I would look like jumping and yelling GERONIMO!

Then, I did it.  Actually did it several times, because it was fun and because Steve didn’t get a good photo until the 5^th or 6^th time.

Even though this was super silly, it really did fix my mood.  We took a few more minutes after to go on a bridge and throw some sticks in the river.  That was really fun for the kids.

We were at the park less than 15 minutes, but it totally changed the momentum of my day. I felt alive again. The kids are still sick, the paint is not fixed yet (the roof is), but it’s easier to deal with the stress after having a little fun, and planning some more fun later.