The story of my life has become significantly less than gripping.
This weekend I had planned on getting caught up on the laundry, sweeping and mopping the floors, that kind of stuff. Trying to get any work done with Soph around is just such a pain in the ass. I know she misses me during the week. I know she just wants some face time during the weekend. BUT, if I don't get the bedding washed, the Department of Child and Family Services is going to come and take her away. Seriously.
So yesterday, I had just sent her, Janz, and E over to the elementary school playground to play, and filled up the mop bucket to get down to business when there was a knock at the door. Long story short, I ended up with Soph's friend Emily and her little sister Isabo all afternoon, (couldn't say no--as their mom has been taking Sophie two days a week until pre-school starts) thus moving decidedly BACKWARD in the house mucking-out plans.
Today, I've had the other best friend--Addison--whose mom had been my Friday savior. Now, please don't get me wrong. I love these little girls, I love their moms, and I love for Soph to have someone to play with, but damn. Working all week only to babysit and clean all weekend is kind of a grind though. I need some cocktails and loud music; maybe even some dancing. Oh well. I suppose a little Guitar Hero (Have you played it? Embarrassingly fun.) and wine in a box will have to do me.
Today's best thing about being a mom:
Writing with sparkly silver gel pens on black construction paper.
Today's worst thing about being a mom:
Finding boogers
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dude. that's what "nights" are for. get a babysitter or, E, it's your turn. and then go. far. and stay out late.
When are we supposed to get anything done around the house? We work all week and then we need/want to spend time with the little ones when we're not working. I feel so bad for you that two different families hit up on you for payback during the same weekend.
Thanks for the idea - just checked out Guitar Hero - looks like a blast!
Bad timing. Ugh.
My house is a disgusting mess and I don't work anywhere but here.
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