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« Changing the Rhythm | Main | I wonder how many more times I will be able to get away with this. »

Could I BE any more GROUCHY?

September 30, 2003

I woke up way too early today so I could babysit for someone (for pay! Yay.) and the kids and I basically went right from the babysitting gig to our co-op craft gathering. Which meant that neither child really had any one-on-one time with me, and I was fucking GROUCHY.

It seemed like everything Monk said the whole day was YELLED. And both kids were saying poop and pee and ass and butt like every fourth or fifth word they spoke, and I really really am feeling very burned out here.

But...it's now 3:15. Soon I will be able to go into a brief seclusion to proofread some resumes, and then I will go to work briefly, and then I'm going to meet up with my workmates and the teachers we share our classrooms with and have dinner. I'm hoping I can get through the night without telling someone to fuck off. Because right now, that's really what I feel like screaming. Loud.

I'll be ok after I top off the caffeine level.

Posted at September 30, 2003 3:13 PM

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deep breaths

deep breaths

deep breaths

I always feel like that at 3, i feel you!

Posted by: Jes Kent at September 30, 2003 5:11 PM

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