I am NOT alone!

I’ve been up since about 4 or 4:30.  Although it’s hard to say exactly when I woke up, I think it’s in that ballpark.  I can say that with a high degree of accuracy since I finally decided to give up attempting to sleep at about 4:50am.

Todd had just gotten into bed. We both tossed and turned for a while and finally, I couldn’t help myself, I said, “are you awake too?” Yep, he was. We are both screwed today. I must say that I got close to 7 hours, which is freaking amazing and even with being awake at 4am that would be considered sleeping in from yesterday.

And our friends wonder why we have no sex life. I suspect sex takes proximity. It’s been long enough that all I have left are theories. I told him that I think I am halfway back to being a virgin and that I think I’ve forgotten how. He answered back that it’s like riding a bike. Um. No it’s not. And that’s what I told him. Of course he said it was for him and then pondered the thought that he must think about riding his bike when we’re having sex.

Seriously, do my friends even NEED to question why we’re not getting any these days???

But I didn’t mean to digress into a frank discussion of our non-existent sex life. Rather, I intended to announce the addition of several amazing blogs that I found after I finally gave up attempting to sleep in. I stumbled across one called “Adventures in Baby Fat,” the title of which attracted me because, HELLO!, I’m currently living that. (I love my youngest, but did I have to put on so much weight with him???)

Through Baby Fat I found Miss Ann Thrope, one thing I HATE about today, and Clusterfook. These are women with saucy mouths, telling it like it is and sharing their worlds. I LOVE them! So my blogging addiction is expanding. I figure it this way – if I’m going to be sleepless in the early am hours, I might as well have some good company along the way.

It’s also motivating me to get off my ass and keep writing. It’s sure cheaper than going to a shrink.

Oh yeah, for the record Todd is still up. He fell asleep in the living room for a while in the middle of the night, but he’s probably only had a couple hours sleep and now he’s puttering in the kitchen. The kids will be up in the next hour and I have to get in the shower so I can make it to work. He’s going to be in hell today. So take a moment to feel bad for him. I know I am.

And if I haven’t mentioned it before, my dear honey is Electr0hed on my blog roll. Check out his page. Sure he’s a tech-head and music geek, but his writing is still great and he’ll keep you entertained.

I guess I should get myself moving and try to act like I’m enthusiastic about work… The truth of it is that I’m not (gee, who could have guessed that from my recent blogs). Things have settled down, although I never did get an apology for the way I was treated, but I’m not shocked about that one. Manners are often forgotten in the work place. I’ve put in a few applications for “registers” in the state system where I work. This involves taking weird little timed tests for scores that rank the applicants. On the technical records specialist 1 test, for instance, I got a 90%. On the more advanced TRS2 test I got a 94%. I like analysis and it was heavy on that, so I did well.

That’s exactly how weird and boring my life is.

Oh. I was asked in that interview about what stresses me out. I couldn’t help it, I said, “Well, my kids and my husband…” then I got into the things that can stress me out at work. I had a rapport with the two women interviewing me, so my answer wasn’t as flippant as it sounds, but I’ll tell you… there is more than a kernel of truth to it. The fact is that work can be a lot easier to deal with if everything’s smooth at home, BUT, and let’s be honest here… when the hell are things ever SMOOTH at home? We’ve had pink eye work it’s way through the kids TWICE in the last couple of weeks, as well as vomiting in the van, more phlegm and snot than I thought could even be produced by small 42 lb and 22 lb bodies…

Smooth ended back in 2002 and then it got even more interesting in May 2007. And with it went my flat tummy.

Still, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. We may be weird and our friends may wonder about us sometimes, but we’re doing just fine. When finals are done in two weeks, we’ll be doing better than fine.

So here’s to all the crazed, dead-tired, opinionated and feisty women out there – moms or not – writing, talking and telling it like it is.

Cheers,
moonfire

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2 thoughts on “I am NOT alone!

  1. HAHAHA Tell our friends that we place an emphasis on quality vs. quantity!! Sheez…on second thought that’s alot to live up to but I do love a good challenge!!!!!

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