Three days!

It took me three days to figure it out.

Three days!

I bought the bottle on Sunday and didn't touch it until I was in the shower on Monday morning. So, maybe it only took me two days to figure it out.

I ran out of shampoo during my shower on Sunday morning.

I bought another bottle - with a pump dispenser - later on that morning.

While I was taking a shower Monday morning, I tried to open the new bottle - I couldn't do it.

I twisted, and twisted, the pump to try and get it to pop up so I could actually, you know, pump - I couldn't do it.

I tried pulling the pump up - I couldn't do it.

I went through all of this on Tuesday morning too.

Both days I gave up and took the whole top off of the bottle and dumped some shampoo into my hand. Do you know how awkward that is?

All this time I still had the old bottle (with the same pump dispenser!) in the shower. What can I say, I'm lazy.

Finally, on Wednesday morning, I came to my senses. I swapped out the pumps on the two bottles!

I was able to wash my hair without frustration.

I can't believe it took me so long to come up with a solution.

I'm such an idiot.

Either that or I'm just really tired when I shower in the morning.

Nah, I'm an idiot.

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I can't sleep

It's 15 minutes til midnight and I've been up since 5:45 this morning.

I've been running full on from then until 8:30 tonight. I was exhausted when I left work tonight.

But, for some unknown reason I'm awake right now. I've even taken extra Ambien and I still can't sleep.

What's wrong with me?


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I don't know who to choose

When I was driving home from work last week the song "Live Like We're Dying", by Kris Allen, came on the radio.

I don't like country music, and I'm pretty sure that's what you'd classify that song as. But, for the first time since it's been playing on the airwaves I actually listened to the words.

This next line made me think.

And then cry.

"And if your plane fell out of the skies
Who would you call with your last goodbye?"

My first reaction was that I would call my husband.

I immediately reconsidered and thought I would call the Monkey.

Again, I immediately reconsidered and thought I would call the Chipmunk. Oh how I would want to call the Chipmunk.

But then I felt guilty.

And confused.

I felt guilty because I was picking one of them over the others. I felt guilty because calling the Chipmunk wouldn't accomplish anything, since he wouldn't really be able to understand me.

I felt confused because I really would want to speak to all three of them, but if I truely had to choose one I kept going back to the Chipmunk. And I have no idea why.

That's why I was crying. I cried the whole way home after that. I kept going back to that line in the song and trying to make sense of my feelings.

Why do I have to choose one? They are all part of my heart. I would want them to know I was thinking of all of them during that time.

I guess I'm just going to have to hope it doesn't happen before I make up my mind.

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This sucks

It's almost six o'clock Friday evening and I'm still at work. I'm here until 6:15 - I normally finish at 4:15.

I'm still paying back my maternity leave. My employer doesn't offer what most people traditionally know as maternity leave. They will advance up to 240 hours of sick leave, which will then be paid back at the rate at which I earn it - 4 hours per pay period. And, that's assuming you take no other (advanced) sick leave for actually, you know, being sick.

Since I had the baby long over a year ago, and have only made headway on paying back about 35 hours, my employer is getting antsy about the amount still owed. Due to this, they "suggested" I work credit hours to have available should I, or anyone else I'm responsible for, get sick.

I've comitted to working 2 additional hours most Friday's until I have 24 hours saved up.

No one else is here.

I'm lonely.

I'm tired.

I can't wait to go home.


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A little pee

A while back all four of us were in the car.

I was driving, the hubs was in the front passenger seat.

Everyone was being quiet.

That's when the Monkey decided was the perfect time to announce - "Mommy & Daddy, sometimes, when I laugh, a little pee comes out."

The Hubs and I laughed so hard I almost did pee a little.


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I want instant gratification!

As I've already said, I received an iPod touch for Christmas.

I can blog from this thing!

The only problem is, I can't access any wireless networks from my office.

Bummer.


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