- It's been a week, and I'm already like: Seriously? Blog? Again? For goodness sakes!
- I work 9-10 hours a day.
- That's my day job.
- It's one of those unusual jobs that comes sans lunch or other breaks. I eat standing up (sometimes walking) and I listen through the bathroom door for sounds of potential mayhem while I pee.
- When the day job ends, I have an hour to shower and change.
- Next is my night job. More of an evening job, really
- That one might be an hour; it might be 2.
- There's another half hour, or 90 minute commute, depending on the day.
- Then, depending on the night, or the hour, I help get the kids ready and down to bed.
- And then, along with my equally exhausted husband, I collapse.
- Today was my biggest playgroup so far, for the day job.
- I had 7 kids here, all under 5, for 3 hours this morning. (Only need 8 for the nursery school, so this is good news!)
- I had 4 kids for the rest of the 9-10 hour day.
- The night job was 2 hours tonight.
- The commute was 90 minutes.
- The dinner was reheated leftovers.
- The couch was (is) comfortable.
- The blanket was (is) warm.
- Can our exhausted protagonist make it to 20?
- Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
One Week In And It's a List
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