Holy smokes. I'm friggin exhausted. Work has kept me really busy, going from one project to another. People are pulling me in different directions, each asking why I'm not responding to them quick enough. My new official boss gives me two tasks, both which have an ASAP suspense and both which have sat at his desk while I've been deployed and gone for about 9 months. So of course I'm expected to swoop in and magically make them FINISHED so his name can shine on top of them. The other boss in my shop is a chauvinist who insists that because I'm a woman, I should be taking better care of the kitchen in our facility. Then I get home and ...
the kids need to be fed, they're thirsty, they wanna play, they want a snack, they're still thirsty, they need baths, Sean poops twice and both times his diaper explodes, Caden and Sean fight over a toy,
Sean screams his head off because Bruce licks him, Caden finds some juice in the fridge and shows me that he can still have some more because we still have juice,
Sean unrolls the toilet tissue in the bathroom, dinner is burned because I'm breaking up a fight, Sean brings me an empty coffee cup thanking me for my coffee, Caden wants milk before bed and he whines like a baby,
Caden then whines because he's insisting that he is NOT a baby, Sean is screaming while in time out for hitting Bruce on the head with his Buzz Lightyear, Sean gets out of bed seven times, Caden calls from the bedroom "Sean's sleeping in my spot!"
Finally, finally FINALLY I lay down on the couch and put my feet up hoping to send an e-mail to a friend and before I know it I'm fast asleep with my laptop on my belly.
Anyone wanna be a live-in nanny? I swear they're the easiest kids in the world!
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