I LOVE to do stuff. LOVE to be in the middle of things I am passionate about, but  sometimes I forget that I need to have some time to do REAL work (the stuff someone actually pays me for) or laundry or sleep.  There have been some nights when my computer is open and work awaits. But I am on the couch, unable to move. The wall has hit me.

Everyday has so many multiple phone calls, meetings, and tasks to accomplish that I don’t have time to stop for something. I REALLY don’t. And then it rains. Not metaphorically. No, it really rained here yesterday. I was totally expecting to see Noah floating down the highway yelling “Suck it BITCHES!!”. And, apparently, so was the school because they dismissed kids THREE HOURS EARLY. For rain, y’all, for RAIN.

Normally, no big deal because she has her key; but she couldn’t find it yesterday morning. I sent her off to school without it, assuring her I would be home when she got there at 2:30. But she didn’t get home then, did she? She got home at 12:25. And where was I at 12:25? In the middle of make-up application (yesterday I took photos for my blogger body calendar shoot). I was waiting for a phone call from her to say “Hey I’m out in the rain, come home.” But I never got it (I figured she found her key or was staying with a friend), so I just went on with my stuff. Then I got home, and there stood my children, on the front steps, soaking wet. Such a proud moment.

There I am in full hair and make-up (which I just want to scrub off, it’s so itchy) the photographer waiting for me, two wet kids on the front step, and I have to get in some sexy bustier/underwear combo and look great.

I need an intern, oh wait, I have one. I think I have one, she may be imaginary. But that’s another post.

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