Random thoughts =Ideas that I ponder on throughout the day. Sometimes they will make sense, sometimes they won’t. We all have them, so no judgment. I just want to share mine, feel free to share your thoughts.
Look, I had an entire post planned in my head on messengers and guides. However, I’m exhausted. I’m writing because I said I was going to and I’m sticking to my word. I need to be accountable…to myself.
Exhausted is what I am today. Did I say that already? After dinner, I felt my eyes closing and each time they did I was woken up by the “Mami, look at me play!” So, I watched him make some type of Dinosaur (I should know the name by now) attack Owen. He was the one being tortured, but so was I.
It’s been a day.
- Kiddo didn’t like his English Muffin this morning because it’s not the Thomas brand. Sorry Trader Joe’s! Mami and Abuela have to finish those off.
- My boss’s boss calls me and gives me a mini heart attack-like why would he call me? Shit, it’s the data! It was not in fact the data, it was not even about me. It was about a candidate I knew who had applied for a position at my organization. Like maybe some context next time.
- I have an organizational partner who seems to have checked out. They have access to the data I need, but take forever to engage. I need that fucken data! We got millions riding on this, but they act like they are new to it. Or like I always say “they be acting like they are the guest, when they are the f’n HOST!”
- I carried my son’s backpack after school, and his water bottle was leaking. My ass got wet. Not a big deal, but my son made sure to get all kinds of loud when he realized what happened, like “why are you being so loud? Is the pointing really necessary?” I should have just let his ass walk home.
- Oh yea, got my period. So, that’s a whole mood. Had to work twice as hard to stay focused today.
- Trying to add incline to my cardio session, so I’m hurting.
- Kid overflowed the shower. Yes, our glass enclosed walk-in shower. He thought it would be like the movies and the water would stay inside as long as the door remained closed. Yea, that was it. After that I was ready for bed.
So, yea I’m exhausted. Like really exhausted.
On the plus side. Kiddo ate the spaghetti I made him, used a new sauce and he liked it. When do they stop being so damn picky? Got him in bed early, which means I have more Me time. Nothing beats getting the kids to bed early, it’s special. It’s the best.
Voz y Vida™ 