Yes, I’m here. Still around, but not much is happening, which makes blogging a little challenging.
I feel like my life is groundhog day. Same thing. Every. Single. Day.
Get The Little Miss Up.
Listen to some whining, by everybody in the family.
Get breakfasts going.
Make lunches, while The Husband and The Little Miss eat.
The Husband leaves.
Clean up kitchen from breakfast and lunch assembly.
Get The Miss Ready for school… peeps, brush teeth, play store so can pick out her clothes, get her dressed, brush her hair, get sock and shoes on, get a sweater.
Get myself ready for the day.
Grab everything we need and leave.
Drop The Little Miss off at school.
Talk to her teacher for a bit.
Talk to the other parents, pretend to be interested while keeping one eye on the clock so I’m not too late for work.
Drive to work.
Plunk myself down in my cubicle, the same jail cell, I’ve been in for 15+ years.
Work my ass off.
Wish that I had time and something interesting to blog about.
Spend 4 hours at work, doing pretty much the same thing I’ve been doing for 15+ years
Go pick up The Little Miss from school
Wait for The Husband
Fix dinner for The Little Miss since she’s hungry and wants to eat.
The Husband gets home.
Clean the kitchen.
Get The Little Miss ready for bed.
Put her to bed, kicking and screaming.
Plunk down on the couch for a breather.
Get my second wind.
Sew, craft, make jewelry or something creative.
Take a shower
Crawl into bed
Sleep, for 6 hours.
Get up and repeat.
That’s been my life for the past several weeks. Nothing new to report, but I’m still here.