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Aug 28, 2008 20:48

Wow.  I just called the woman who cleans my house for me every week and asked her to skip me this week because I can't even get up the energy to wash the dishes.

I haven't slept well in a week.  Somehow I still managed to oversleep and almost screwed up my incredibly tight timeframe
  • Up at 6:15
  • out the door with a fully dressed kid by 6:45 -- including having packed two lunches and dealt with "potty time"
  • drop the kid at school by 7:10 -- she was the second one there for the morning
  • on the light rail by 7:25
  • 8:15 -- downtown, coffee in hand, at the juror's entrance
And there I sat for the next 8 hours.

When I got out, it was back to the races.  Back to Eve's school and then off to ballet/tap classes.  After that, we stopped to get dinner via drivethrough, only to get home and find my father-in-law waiting with his usual Family Night Pizza.  I felt terrible because he forgot and spent a bunch of money when it was just he, Eve and me.  And we had dinner!  God.

He left 45 minutes later at 8.  And then it was time to get Eve into bed and she's still talking to the walls or whatever.  I managed to get the trash out, and then I called Lisa and practically wept "Uncle!" and she said she was glad because she had an extra job that she wasn't sure how to cover, so she was just as happy.  I'm so glad I trusted my instincts and called.

I had something else to say, but I've forgotten what.  My brain is melted cheese.
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