And tell you...
"I HAVE LICE!"
Yes you read that right.
Just when I thought there was no feasible way that my bad week filled with random crap could be followed by another bad week filled with random crap...
I knew that for the last week there had been a lice outbreak at Kid's school... but... like everyone else I really didn't think too much about it.
Then this morning her school called to report that she had nits and needed to be picked up. I was met in the parking lot by another classroom parent there for the same reason. It appears they do twice daily head checks... that's how bad it is.
So instead of having a fairly easy Monday... a day I had hoped I'd get to use catching up on things from last week and recovering from the weekend's 2000 loads of laundry from Project Mold Removal... I ended up spending 8 straight hours stripping beds, vacuuming mattresses and pillows, couch cushions and carpets. Washing heads with toxic POISON (redundant? sue me) and then painstakingly picking eggs out of Kid's 3 feet of ultra fine hair (too fine for the comb!). I spent 3 hours on her hair alone. And then I did 8 loads of laundry. EIGHT PEOPLE.
Meanwhile my head was itching like MAD. I assumed it was psychosomatic since it started as soon as I heard the word lice.
I've got them.
I can't begin to tell you the level of awesomeness I'm now feeling.
Before today I had absolutely no idea what went into delousing. It is no fucking joke.
And now on top of everything else I need to strip my bed AGAIN since I just laid down to read to Kid before bed. I've just recontaminated my own pillows!!! And tomorrow I'll have to do it all over again!
Seriously people... what next?!