Tis the Reason

The whole reason I started this blog is now the same reason keeping me away.

Turns out that these little buggers sleep less during the day as they get older. And they require attention. And supervision. And interactivity. And stimulation. A lot of it.

And in the 20-minute spans of nap time, I fly around the house like a bat out of hell trying to clean, straighten, organize, wash, iron, scrub, vacuum, furminate, cook.

Not to mention timing errands to fit into the eat-nap-whine schedule. And holy balls, that car seat it getting $#^@ heavy trying to wedge it in and out of the car 7 times a day. He’s not even a fat kid. I’m just weak. I try to limit to two errands a day. Which means I still have to leave my house five days a week.

By the time I have a moment to chillax, writing seems like work. And I’m not working for a reason.

Work sucks.

I want to sit on the couch and watch CSI: Miami or Next Top Model and not think. Not thinking is awesome. I enjoy it.

I’m still rooting for this blog. I have a metric shitton to write about. Maybe when the kid goes to kindergarten you’ll get to hear all about it.

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