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(Okay hopefully this is how it works... otherwise please ignore my sleep deprived little mind)
/Rant on
Why do I have to work? I know it’s because I have to make money so that we have food and a place to live and clothes and such but really, does it have to suck so bad? If I could do anything in the world right now I would hunker down in my bed with the little guy (when I felt like it other times I would send him out) and I would just snuggle and nurse or read a book or sleep sleep sleep. Glorious sleep how I have missed thee! Last night I was up until 3 AM…. After working until midnight, because my baby wanted to nurse (not in our wonderful, warm, comfy bed- NO, he wanted to be rocked in the rocking chair. He kicked and clawed and fussed and head butted me until I got up in that chair). This is how I came to parody a christmas song like I was Ray Fuckin’ Stevens in the middle of the night. I kept my cool, I never got mad at him, I was just so tired. And here I am, at 9:47am the next morning at work-AGAIN! Can’t a woman get a break? Not with mandatory overtime…coming in on my off days is akin to poking my eyeball with a stick: IT SUCKS. Repeat to self: I am fortunate to have any job at all, I’m in an office in which I can sit on my duff all day long and BLOG.. there people in the world who are digging ditches and eating dirt and sticks for dinner! Quit whining! Okay, I’ve gone all Gollum, time to end.
(Thanks to SuperNinjaMommy for a super secret clubhouse where random thoughts/ lunatic ravings can be exposed to the open air!)
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