I took a four-day weekend to celebrate Little Girl's birthday (party on Friday the Fourth, actual birthday yesterday). However, I'm still supposed to work, you know. Here's what the rest of my week looks like:
Tuesday:
- 9:30 to 11:30: work
- 1:30 to 2:30: work
- 4:00 to 4:40: Little Girl gets her hair cut
- 5:15 to 6:30: T-Ball practice for Big Girl
- 7:00 to 8:00: Dance for Little Girl [note: T-ball and dance are on opposite sides of town with a half-hour drive between them]
- 9:30 to 11:30: work
Wednesday:
- 9:30 to 11:30: work
- 1:30 to 2:30: work
- 3:30 to 4:30: Story time at the library down the street
- 5:00 to 6:00: seven-year portraits (and dance portraits) of Little Girl, again, across town
- 9:30 to 11:30: work
Thursday:
- 9:30 to 11:30: work
- 2:00 to 4:00: movie at the library
- 9:30 to 11:30: work (whew! light day!)
Friday:
- 9:30 to 11:30: work
- 1:30 to 2:30: work
- 5:45 to 7:15: T-Ball game for Big Girl
- 9:30 to 11:30: work
Somewhere in there, I am supposed to be taking care of the kids by feeding them, etc., as well as the laundry. I like the time off, but making up for it on the other days of the week while trying to keep weekends free for family time with Travel Man/Soccer Dad is really hard!
Oh, did I mention that we're having a BBQ on Saturday? Yeah. That's exciting!
So if you wonder where I've gone, it's probably on the fast train to Crazy Town! And in Crazy Town, I don't think there's much blogging allowed!
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