Woke up to a mediocre day filled with mild activity and lots of kid screams (The seven year old is still home sick and the two year old cries whenever she feels like it.) I'm starting to feel much like Roderick from fall of the house of usher (excerpt provided for lit buffs like me)

:There is a peal of THUNDER outside, and Roderick covers
his ears as if pained, Tim watching with a frown.

TIM
Is something wrong with your ears?

RODERICK
(beat; agitated)
Hypersensitivity. Any loud noise -
lightning, a shout, the sound of a
slamming door - seems like a pistol
shot, close by the ear.

Tim, moving a chess piece, is listening with concern to
Roderick:

RODERICK
(distressed)
I have a heightened sense of sound,
of smell, of colors.

There is more loud THUNDER, Roderick wincing. He sighs
in frustration, giving up on the game:

RODERICK
I am sorry, I cannot concentrate.

Soooooo.... I managed to tweak my cable service today. I threatened to switch to the dish and got 37 bucks knocked off my cable as part of a "promotional" offer. This 37 bucks will join the 30 bucks salvaged from my phone bill in the lovely envelope I created yesterday (67.00*11= 737.00 saved in a year for complaining to them heheh).

Moral of the story? If you're nauseous, complain to everyone you owe, you may get to save some money just in case you have a wee one on the way lol.