...but the funny part is that I'm still mostly smiling my way through it.
Monday I fell in front of the bus, but the rest of the day was good. I didn't really sleep that night and Tuesday I was just barely functioning on 1.5 hours of sleep. On the way into work, the bus broke down, so I was late and then Tuesday night I got home on the late side. I forgot that I had promised to watch the child of Chaos (who's not even 2 yet) for the evening until I was more than halfway home and the Spawn was whiny and bitchy right up until the baby got there. She was quite full of herself, too... as was the Spawn, who I have had every day this week.
Wednesday was moving day at work. That was a clusterfuck and a half. I'm a very proactive woman, but there are times when taking matters into your own hands is the wrong thing to do. That's a problem, too, because the more helpless I feel in a situation, the more likely I am to come up with rather creative ideas... or petty ones... or just loopholes that will work in my favor.
Today I'm home from work taking care of a sick kid :-/
Granted, this is mostly just a list of the bad things, there were good things that happened, too, but none of them actually stand out in my mind, none of them feel really story-worthy to me... That or (on at least one topic) they're not things I'm ready or able to blog about just yet. So it hasn't been as bad a week as you might assume from all the negatives above, but it's certainly been one of those that's really difficult to make it to the end of.
Ah well, here's some of the good stuff: we're finally back in our right office (even if it does stink, it's nice to be home), I made a new friend and am *highly* enjoying the getting to know you process, there is significantly less whining than there usually is at home, and I should have some time to myself this weekend, since the Dragonmaker is willing to take the Spawn for at least part of the weekend... now I have to figure where, when and with whom I am partying - heh.
~FG };^>
