you know that feeling, when you’re really busy, and you think life can’t possibly get any busier, and then your boss calls and hands off a bunch of work you never saw coming, or your dog gets rabies and has a million vet appointments in the middle of the work day, or the cab gets a flat on the way to the airport, and you think to yourself, damn, things can truly always get worse!
yeah, its been that kind of week over here. Though I’ll admit that by mid-afternoon today, as the craziness kept rolling in, I finally found the wherewithal to laugh it off. It’s not life or death, its not the end of the world, its just one of those weeks.
I get the sense its going around.
Also, the fact that I get so overwhelmed by a crazy week here and there makes me think I’m not cut out for parenthood. How do you guys juggle everything without requiring visits from child protective services????
We’re taking off again tomorrow morning and just like last week, I’m eating airheads in bed, ignoring my suitcase, and taking iPhone videos of Jake snoring next to me. He doesn’t believe that he snores, so packing and other travel related, mandatory activities have been put on hold for the always-worthwhile cause of proving him wrong with a real-life documentary. I’m sure he’ll be thrilled.
Does anyone else torture their significant other the way I do?
Also, just to clarify – kobe doesn’t have rabies. a number of mental and emotional ailments, yes, but not rabies.