Leap Day

Before I go back and see if I wrote about Leap Day four years ago, I'm going to say this: This is one of my favourite days. I love the fact that Leap Day only comes once every four years; it's like a comet or something that has to be caught or you'll miss it. I love Leap Day.

Today's Leap Day included, you'll never guess, a broken-down car. The car was driving just fine, until I tried to leave the dentist office and discovered the car was dead. The battery couldn't have been dead, at least not fully, because the lights and the radio still worked. Just not the car. I tried to phone my father-in-law to rescue me, but then I remembered he was working today. So I tried my mum-in-law and got no answer. Scott was at work, so Fifi and I were stranded. I could've walked back home, except today was one of the worst days we've had this year for crazy wind and rain. I would've been blown away, as would the pram, if I'd attempted it. Well finally, I got ahold of Marion, and she picked us up and took us back to her house to dry off (I was soaked, not from the car ordeal, but from just moving from one vehicle to the other) and have a cup of tea.

Anyway, when Scott and Andy got home, they went and jumped the car and it was fine. Stupid, stupid car.

So now we're home, finally. We had a late dinner; I had fish out that needed to be eaten today or be thrown out. Fifi is asleep on the couch. I can't bear to wake her to take her upstairs. I don't want to go through the process of putting her back down. Last two nights I got something like 4 hours of sleep because of her (she's teething, so she's sleeping horribly), and I'm not ready to face that again for the third night in a row.

(Yeah, and as for the no sleeping thing, I'll just add that trying to chart one's BBT for Natural Family Planning is already hard enough when you are breastfeeding, but genuinely impossible when you never get the solid three hours in a row of sleep necessary for an accurate reading.)

Anyway, I'm tired. I think I'm going to pray Fifi stays asleep a little longer and go take a quick bath. I still feel pretty water-logged from this horrible day.

Happy Leap Day! (I finally caught the comet!)