5:00am (ish) - Wake up and go for 3-5 mile run.
6:15 - Shower and get ready for work.
7:00 - Head to work.
7:30 - 4:30 - At work.
4:30 - Leave work and race home
5:15(ish) - Maybe have time to pee. Possibly have time to change out of work clothes. On a good day.
5:30 - 8:00pm - Sit at football practice and agonize about all the things I could/should be doing at home while trying to appear upbeat and social. *I HAVE to sit at practice. It's mandatory that a parent be present. And so while Hubby is coaching Eldest, I have to sit and watch Middle and Baby. Plus, the Momma Guilt has a stronghold over me. I can't leave. It's not an option. (But I can bitch. Oh yes, I can.)
8:10 - Arrive home with 3 tired, dirty, whiny and hungry boys.
8:15 - 9:00pm - Showering children; toweling off; pjs; snacks; snuggles; tucking in
9:00 - Holy sh*t it's already 9:00? Veg out in front of TV, alone, while Hubby does the same down in his Mantown.
10:30(ish) - Bed.
Rinse, lather, repeat.
Things I have no time for:
Uploading the 100+ pictures I took this weekend for my parents' 40th wedding anniversary celebration
Even thinking about back-to-school shopping
Grocery shopping (the fridge is pathetically empty)
Cooking a meal
Blogging anything other than this drivel
So, my apologies.
I'll be back with more when my Pity Party (table for one, please!) ends.