Made It! (Barely)

On Sunday I took a Bikram class in the morning. Then crashed on the couch for the rest of the day.
That night, our daughter woke up and had a meltdown. As soon as she calmed down, our son woke up with a fever. So, no sleep there.
The next morning, our daughter's school bus had a substitute driver and went to the wrong house. When I called the dispatcher, he insisted the driver was at the right address, even though I kept telling him that I was STANDING OUTSIDE AND IT'S PRETTY HARD TO MISS A YELLOW SCHOOL BUS!!!!! So my husband ended up taking her to school. She was there for 5 minutes, took a good look around, and proceeded to have another meltdown. It was the first day back from spring break, she didn't want to be there, and she let it be known.
Our poor liitle boy is on spring break. We had all these fun things planned, but he's been sick!!!!
That evening I subbed a class. Everyone slept well, except for Ms. PMS-Hormonal (that'd be me).
So, no sleep there.
Tuesday morning I subbed another class. I called my daughter's school to see how she was doing, and she was very happy. Yay!
Later, she tucked herself into her bed and took a nap. Then our poor, still feverish son curled up on my lap and fell asleep. So I figured what the hey, and fell asleep, too. Because I had another class to sub that night.
It was also REALLY windy. I took the dog out for a walk, and we almost flew away. And neither one of us is a lightweight!!!!
Last night (cue chorus of angels singing!) EVERYONE SLEPT!!!!!!
I subbed two classes this morning, back-to-back. Then came home and fell asleep on the bed, with our daughter next to me watching "Baby Einstein."
Woke up, made dinner, and taught my regular mat class. (Today was my craziest day, hence the title of this entry, 'cause I made it all the way through.)
Hubby leaves for a camping trip tomorrow. It'll be me and the kids for four days, and I'm hoping I can STAY AWAKE!!! I'm subbing ONE class tomorrow and have ONE class on Friday, then I'm off for the weekend. I keep having visions of falling into a Charlotte-like coma, in which I'm sound asleep on the floor while the kids destroy the house.
I'm also hoping our son feels better, our daughter has few meltdowns (dare I hope for NONE?), that the winds ease up so her allergies won't bother her so much, that hubby and friend have a great time, and all is well.