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10.23.2013

Hamster Wheel

Sometimes I feel like a hamster. Not one of those cute ones who drives a Kia, either. Just a silly, little rodent stuck in that foolish wheel. This is one of those weeks when the daily routine is getting to me. Get up. Get kids ready. Get self ready. Drop kids off. Get to work. Teach. Get home. Make dinner. Try to clean up. Wash another load of laundry. Help with homework. Put kids to bed. Go to sleep. Rinse and repeat. 

I'm feeling like there aren't enough hours in the day to get everything done. I leave the house at 7:15 to drive the kids to school. I get home at 4:45 from work. As it is, I'm barely doing the basics. I haven't even figured out how to squeeze in a workout (or squeeze into my jeans). Sometimes I even sacrifice sleep to get stuff done. Ugh.  

I was about to start doing 87 million things tonight and then I decided to say "screw it" and took a bath instead. Sometimes you just need to leave the pile of laundry for another day. 

What I need is a little less this:
And a lot more this:

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10.18.2013

Whatever...It's Friday.

This morning, I ran into Dunkin' Donuts for my daily fix. I picked the shortest line. Then I watched everyone in the line to my right just keep passing me with their completed orders. The guy behind me started to have a minor stroke because we had been waiting in line behind the same person for 11 minutes (an eternity when the line doesn't move). It turns out the man in front of me, after ordering his morning coffee, decided to buy $300 worth of gift cards, IN TEN DOLLAR INCREMENTS. I'm not sure if you've ever bought a gift card, but each one has to be scanned and then has the amount added to it - individually. Finally, the other cashier took pity on me and let me place my order with her. It was either because I was smiling at her or because the guy behind me was turning all red with steam coming out of his ears, cartoon-style.

I wasn't mad, though. It's Friday. You're not going to spoil the fact that my week is almost over.

I even contained myself when I got behind Mr. ArmorAll. I was driving along, just trying to get to work, when I stopped at a red light. The light turned green and I couldn't figure out why the guy in front of me wouldn't drive. Then, I could see him through his back window. He was very busy giving his car a good, detailed cleaning. He finally decided to drive, but he couldn't travel at more than 20 mph because it takes a lot of concentration to wipe down all of the leather inside your car. Normally, I would've had fantasies about rear-ending the stupid fool, but today, I didn't even beep. 

It's Friday, baby, and I'm ready for the weekend!


You're not supposed to text & drive, but no one ever said anything about detailing your car while you drive. Totally acceptable.



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10.16.2013

Wordless Wednesday - Breakfast of Champions


Because sometimes you need to eat salted, dark chocolate covered caramel for breakfast. 

10.14.2013

Siri, WTF?

Siri and I had a little fight last week. Apparently, she just doesn't get me. 

I started the morning at Starbucks. I decided to get one of their new ham & cheese croissant squares for breakfast with my coffee. While I was driving to work, I ate some of the croissant. It was the most delicious thing I've ever had for breakfast. That's when it occurred to me that it must be disgustingly bad for me. How else could it taste so good? Naturally, I needed to know the calorie count on that hammy, cheesy deliciousness right away. The only problem was that I was driving when this thought occurred to me. So, I turned to my girl, Siri. 

"Siri, how many calories in a Starbucks ham & cheese square?"


"No, Siri, ham and cheese square."


"Siri, ham!"




(So, now I'm fighting with my mother.)

"Siri, ham!"


At this point, I was laughing hysterically. I was sitting at a red light, arguing with Siri, and crying from laughing so hard at info on Pam Grier and someplace named HAM that's 3,621 miles away from me. The guy next to me may or may not have been questioning my sanity based on how he was staring from his car. 

Siri and I are still working out our differences. She has learned to understand when I say ham and no longer tells me about Pam. She can always be relied on to read me my texts and usually understands what I say. And, true to her word, she is trying harder:



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10.05.2013

Eight Days a Week

I just have to say that I am loving my new job. It's a little crazy and a lot hectic, but I am really happy with my new school.

It's amazing, though, how adding 1 day a week has made me feel. I am so tired every afternoon. I feel like a zombie and I sleep like the dead (I'm even too exhausted for my insomnia). Adding one more day a week feels like 2 or 3.

Last year, when my day would end on a Wednesday, I would think to myself, "Great. One more day. My weekend is practically already here." Now, I'm one of those poor saps just trying to get by on coffee and Hump Day jokes because there are still TWO more days until the weekend. 

Not only that, but Fridays are wasted on me. I'm too tired to do anything fun. By Saturday, I start to perk up and then I wake up and Sunday has reared its ugly head. I hate Sundays. I always have. You start to think about the fact that the next day is Monday and you're about to start another full week. And there are so many things to do (laundry, cleaning, blah, blah, blah...) Even as a kid I hated Sundays. I'd be stressing about some homework that I hadn't quite finished and that damn 60 Minutes clock would start ticking down the minutes until bedtime (I loathe that clock).

I know I'll fall into a groove as things start to settle in. September is always a crazy month. Lately, though, these weeks just seem to run one right into the next. Here's to living it up this weekend and celebrating the end of another week that felt like it lasted at least 8 days.

Sunday night ticking of doom

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