Since late February I have been on the run every single day. If it wasn’t to look at houses it was to sign paperwork. Then running errands. Attending Daniel’s grandmother’s funeral. Helping out my mother. And during this last week, getting things for the house and taking things over and painting. Yesterday I didn’t go anywhere, and today I’m not going anywhere, either. W00t.
Ugh. Dan just got a call from the district manager. Supposedly they’re closing the store early (snow), so they want him to come in today around 2ish instead of 4, so he won’t lose too many hours. I know how this game is played… you watch, he’ll go in and then the store won’t close, and they’ll expect him to work a twelve hour shift. Bastards.
Hmm, gotta go. Diaper changing time!


Sounds a lot like my work. I hope he’s able to come home