I have been having a “it must be just one of those days” day for 6 says in a row now..
Friday: I missed Kaylees one year checkup & shots.. I kept picturing my baby crying with no mommy to soothe her breaking heart
*Sigh* it is just one of those days..
Saturday & Sunday: A very upset baby was suffering from the side effects of her immunizations.. She was being very clingy and needy which would be fine except that my other baby came home from school with head lice..
With all that, you really can’t expect to have a good weekend..
Monday: I was suppose to be enjoying a day off, instead I was keeping Sarah home from school to finish cleaning her head while the boyfriend went to work and I had to listen to the baby cry because all she wanted was to snuggle and I couldn’t have her near me because I had her sister sitting I’m front of me with live eggs & lice in her hair..
Crap right? It is just another over of those days..
Tuesday: I went to work on Monday mode.. I got everything ready with time to spare.. Then realized that I set out the wrong food. I did the Monday prep with the Monday food on a Tuesday.. What a waste of time & food..
It is looking like those days are contagious on each other..
Wednesday: I was determined to have a better day.. I got out of bed half an hour early.. Thought that grabbing a drink before going to work would help wake me up.. I tossed my uniform shirt on the counter.. Grabbed a drink, turned around to grab my shirt only to see it sitting in dirty water in sink
I spent the first 15 minutes of my shift in the bathroom using the hand dryer to dry my shirt..
When am I going to catch a break?
Thursday: Just when I think my week can’t possibly get any worse.. I am up half the night with a baby who just won’t sleep.. Until about 4am.. I finally fall asleep with her.. Then I wake up to a baby nudging me for a morning feed.. I sleepily snuggle her and grab my phone to see how much time I have before my alarm clock goes off..
I slept through it.. I am now 25 minutes late for work.. Laying in bed.. No shower.. Not dressed.. Crap!
How the hell have I had 6 bad days in a row?!?!
As a customer said to me today.. There is always next year…
Man.. I am glad that tomorrow is my last days of full time hours.. The weekend can’t come soon enough..