…the morning is turning out shitty. Woke up, Renee was *OUT*. Came downstairs, heard coffee start. Went to get coffee, discovered the pot was in wrong and coffee+grounds were all over counter. Clean that up to the tune of ‘daddy, can I have breakfast now?”
Finally get that done, coffee started, Renee gets up complaining she doesn’t feel well. OK. Got a nephew’s birthday later today that I *REALLY* don’t want to go to, but promised Ray he could go. So I wrap presents, feed baby, and try to make the best of it while she goes to throw up. Both Jacob and Ray are in high attention mode, with post-holiday over-stimulus. Argh.
At least I don’t have to take Jacob to the party. or finish the birthday cake Renee said she’s make (started last night, to be iced this AM).
When can I have a day that starts out OK again?
How about a day where I don’t get mad at Renee over something stupid? (the total count for yesterday was 3 or 4 things, I think)
What about a day when the kids are reasonable most of the day?
Right, I’m dreaming again. At least I can go to work on Monday. Only 48 hours to go.