I was trying to think of a post title and I came up with T.G.I.F., which it's not yet. And that reminded me of that old joke when someone says "T.G.I.F.!!" and someone else says "S.H.I.T. (Sorry, Hon, It's Thursday). Anyhoo. It's almost Friday and thank God for that.
It's been one of those weeks. I had my mid-week rant, which did me a world of good, let me tell you. I woke on Wednesday with a new attitude (and unfortunately that song kept running through my head all day). Mr. Daddy noticed and commented "Boy, you sure are chipper today."
"Yes, yes I am. I'm going to be so chipper today it's going to make you puke."
But today, today was...well, not good.
This has been one of those weeks where I feel like I should have "Screaming Fishwife" hanging in a bubble over my head. Or "Harridan" tattooed on my forehead. Everything just ticks me off. This morning I realized that my stylist had completely cut my hair WRONG and had in fact ruined the two months worth of "growing out" that I thought we were doing. Grrrr....
I have been so super busy at work. We've got several events coming up and I have been given new responsibilities for all of them, on top of my old responsibilities of which there were a lot. Add to that the fact that our new commute gets me AND Mr. Daddy home a lot later than we used to and you've created your basic pressure cooker. Everything just feels so rushed. It's almost like we have to get up from the dinner table and put the kids to bed. I could let them stay up a little later, but my kids have always gone to bed early and I think they are more pleasant to be around when they get the right amount of sleep. And call me crazy, but I prefer to be around pleasant kids (pleasant being a relative term at best, however).
I haven't blogged as regularly and I haven't been reading blogs, which is just another thing stressing me out. And why do I do this to myself? Why do I let it stress me out so? I want to read your blogs AND comment, but it just seems like there aren't enough hours in the day.
This weekend should provide some welcome relief. We don't' have any major plans. On Saturday we're going to a folklife festival that should be interesting. Good music. Crafts. Hopefully some sunshine. One of my co-workers will be demonstrating how to make pottery on a foot-turned wheel.
Ooh, maybe there will be funnel cakes. A girl can dream.
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