Let’s hope this week is better…
MON - lose keys while dropping son off at daycare. last seen in toddler’s hand.
TUES - still no keys for the day. find them while packing lunch for wed, stashed in a sneaky side pocket of lunch box. feel ridiculous for not finding them sooner.
WED - fish at school jumps out of tank and flies into me, flops on ground. rescue fish after shrieking loudly.
THURS - 8 am. electrocute myself while trying to fix light without unplugging it. carefully feed fish, noting all are accounted for. 11 am. find fish dead in potted plant next to tank, covered in dirt. guess he couldn’t stand to watch the crazy kids in my class anymore. 7 pm. public speaking discomfort at parent orientation. 9 pm. finally head home.
FRI - no more patience. exhausted. grumpy. more kid crazies, making me crazy.
So many - and down by two in this pic! Enjoying The New Pornographers and Iron and Wine with the hubby tonight. (at LC Pavilion)
The Walking Dead
is eating me alive! Two more episodes left from last season, and I’m dying to finish. But bedtime is already way past. Tomorrow I hope. Because Daryl. And Beth! WTF is going on?!?
Shaking speakers, sweaty smelly boys, moshing, headbanging, growly screams… This is not my thing. Happy birthday, honey. I love you!