Yeah, I know. I’m supposed to be all “TGIF” today since it’s the end of the workweek and all. Well, please excuse me if I haven’t broke out the margarita glasses yet.
Why, you ask? (Or even if you didn’t ask. It’s my blog. I get to talk about what I want.)
Well, let’s see . . . For one, I haven’t been able to actually go to work this week because my van has been in the shop. So not only do I get to pay over $600 for the repairs when I pick it up today, I also get to look forward to a paycheck that may buy me a 6-pack of toilet paper next week. If I’m lucky.
Not only that, but Husband is leaving after school today on an overnight trip with his mathletes. (Yes, I said mathletes.) Which means that I get to look forward to shuffling three boys to two baseball games and a soccer game tomorrow by myself. AND I have to bring treats for soccer. AND I have to get ready to teach Sunday School on Sunday. AND the boys have done nothing but fight the entire week, even resulting in one bloody lip and one scratched-up face.
Oh, and did I mention that I’m pretty sure that Boy #2 woke up today with pink-eye? But since it’s their last day today, I sent him off to school anyway. (Yes, I AM available for speaking engagements at your local parenting group. Just in case you were wondering.)