The last 24 hours have been amazingly Murphy’s Law-ish. Mid-Very Important Conference Call, the cable goes out which means no Internet. Meanwhile all the batteries on the house phones have been dying one by one (not holding charges) so I had gone through three in an hour and the last one died right when my boss was saying, “PT-LawMom, what do you think about this Very Important Topic.” Fuck. We won’t even talk about the fire alarms going off in the background at one of the caller’s offices FOR AN HOUR! Needless to say, I had not printed out the call-in info so I was off the call for good.

This is after I spent almost two hours driving to and from fucking CVS to pick up medication for poor Blue Eyes. Between the evil pharmacy tech and the damn four-way stops, I was ready for a helicopter and a stiff drink by the time I got back.

Poor Blue Eyes is hurting bad. And the cable is out so now he has to sleep back in my room which is 10 miles from the bathroom. Then his dog peed IN MY BED. Then the kid woke up at 3 a.m. freaking out. Then the cat was up at 4:30 a.m. meowing to go out (she had gotten stuck in my room and I didn’t realize it). Then the kid wakes up again at 5:30 a.m. and drags me inside. We’re lying down and he says something overtly sexual that makes me wonder 1) WTF has he been hearing and where?!? and 2) am I dreaming? Then he says, “Mommy, your arm is very skinny. What does skinny mean?” I say, “Um, thin?” and he goes, “Oh, is thin the same as beautiful?” Okay, I am ready to hide under the bed now. But I’m late for work. Had to get this out on “paper” so I can process it all later. Argh.