I'm grumpy today. Probably PMS. I don't care WHY, I just know I'm crabby, and right now it feels right.

So, yesterday. WAY too much work to do in one day. So, I gave up.

Okay. I didn't really give up. I typed and typed and typed until around 2:30 and I could NOT type anymore. I knew that I was not going to get much from Bossy Man today, so I figured I would just leave some work for today. It was either that, or struggle to get all the work done when I had nothing left in me and be totally wore out after work and then have NOTHING to do today, or just take it easy at the end of the day, reserve some energy for the night and then have stuff to do today.

So, I opted for the latter and I feel okay with that.

After work, I hurried home to get my whole hour in of cleaning and/or relaxing in my home until I had to run across town to Sam's to babysit her son and her daughter.

I got there at 5:00 and discovered that not only was I babysitting HER two kids, but Matt's four year old, too.

So, I was not too excited about having THREE kids to watch, two four year olds and one six week old.

Okay. I love kids. I do. I just have always hated babysitting. I have hated it since I was a teenager. When my sister tells me I am watching her two kids while she is golfing, I really really dread it.

Anyway, so I got rooked into babysitting last night. It was for a good cause and Sam could not find anyone else.

But I told her when I agreed to do it that I NEEDED to be home by 7:30 at the latest. And it takes 20 minutes to get home from her place. So, that would make it 7:10 at the latest I would have to leave.

Well, I didn't quite make that deadline.

I didn't get home until 8:30 and I had to call them to get them to come home to relieve me. I hate doing that. But I was promised something and it was not delivered and it was getting to the point where I felt I was being taken advantage of. It's not as if they were paying me to sit, you know.

Anyway, so, I had to try to make dinner for two four year old, and feed a constantly hungry six week old. Tanner is such a cutie but he has a HUGE appetite and does NOT want to do anything but eat. And eat, he did. I went through two bottles, three diapers and then I could NOT find his pacifier anywhere in that house. They have the messiest house that I have ever seen, which also made me not comfortable last night. I don't mean just things lying around, I'm talking dirty dishes in the living room, stacked all over the place, sand all over the floor so you don't want to walk in it with your bare feet. (But yet they don't like shoes on in the house. Sorry, I'll wear shoes when you start sweeping your floor. My shoes are cleaner than your floor, I can guarantee that one.) Anyway, the little guy did not want to be put down, so when I tried to make dinner, it was a disaster due to him crying and the girls screaming for food. And then Alex threw a fit because she could not see the TV from her chair but Aeris COULD. So, I switched their chairs sideways so they BOTH could see and that was not good enough, either, because then Alex would, God forbid!!, have to turn her head to see. Whatever.

Then I had to try to get them ready for bed, which took a bit of doing since I was feeding Tanner AGAIN and could not help them. Alex was crying at that point, too.

Once the girls were in bed, I got the baby settled down finally. I ended up having to rock him with my finger in his mouth for 20 minutes since I could not find a pacifier anywhere. At that point, the clock is just ticking away and I am thinking, DAMN where the hell are they? They know I didn't really want to sit since I just spent a long day at work and was promised that they would be back in an hour. THREE hours later, they show up. Sam, of course, wanted to gab but I was done. I hurried up out of there and went home. Got my dogs out. Grabbed some dinner which consisted of two pieces of banana bread and then went over to Dave's, who was waiting for me. We were supposed to go out last night together but I was just too tired. So that was a no go.

So, we watched a little TV and fielded requests from Doug to come down to have a beer and then we went to bed.

Where we sat and talked for about 40 minutes before we fell asleep.

Yeah. Not a good day. Too damn tiring.

I love the kids, I really do. I just don't like to watch them. I raised my kids. I don't want to do it again.

Ever!!!

I have a few things to do after work today. I need to buy three birthday gifts for kids today. Yipee!!! I think I will try to find some time for tanning, too. I need to relax a bit. I also think I will stay home tonight. No Dave's. I have enough stuff to do at my own home. And I am really feeling the pinch to get things done before the weather turns cold again.

Okay. I guess I will get some caffeine in me and try to get this day started.

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