If I'm not working then I'm working as a single mom
Last week I was at a Marine Corps Air Station for work where I was working about 12 hour days. I got back on Friday and immediately went to babysit for the weekend. Meredith is 9 which is fine but Snickers the puppy is a pain in the butt. He woke up at 3:15am Friday night and was ready for the day to start. Who does that? I finally got home tonight at 8:30pm and now I have to get ready to leave tomorrow morning for Raleigh, NC for the week for work. I'm missing the BIG FUN St. Patty's Day parade in Ocean View Saturday morning because I don't get home until Saturday afternoon. Sucks. Then I'm thinking, I'm done right, I get thru this I'll be golden and then get to go to Willie Nelson on March 19th. Oh but no, without even asking me, an airline ticket was booked for me to go to Maine March 19th to 21st. I'm missing Willie Nelson. I'm pretty upset over it. He's a legend. And I was going to wear a bandana.
Sorry to rant and rave. I'm just tired. And instead of packing, I'm blogging. Oh, but there was one good thing about last week. My rental car was a convertible PT Cruiser. It was ridiculous. And the best part was when my coworker Luke and I drove around the base with the top down and the heat and Led Zepplin blasting. It was pretty sweet.
Sorry to rant and rave. I'm just tired. And instead of packing, I'm blogging. Oh, but there was one good thing about last week. My rental car was a convertible PT Cruiser. It was ridiculous. And the best part was when my coworker Luke and I drove around the base with the top down and the heat and Led Zepplin blasting. It was pretty sweet.