That’s right. I am going to go out and find a certain person’s mother and give her a huge smack upside the head because she apparently didn’t teach him any manners… your mom did a great job so do not think for a minute that I mean her. Your mom is probably great.
Maybe I better explain and I hope y’all understand a 24 hour clock…
Yesterday (Wednesday):
0600: wake up after 4.5 hours of sleep
0605: stumble downstairs to hit the swith on the coffee maker, light a smoke, try and wake up.
0620: drink coffee #1
0630: make lunches, pack diaper bag.
0700: attempt to wake the guys.
0715: attempt #2 to wake guys.
0730: kiss Mrs Feynn as she heads out the door to school.
0731: wake the girls.
0732: successful attempt to wake the guys.
0732-0800: Get everyone dressed and ready.
0800: Drive the boys to school, take girls to sitters.
0830: Fight traffic from hell to get across the city to hospital.
0845-0915: Look for parking that isn’t 2 miles from the hospital.
0920-1045- Help one of my clients get ready for open heart surgery.
1050: My client goes to the OR.
1100: Fight traffic from hell to get to work.
1115: Arrive at work.
1230: Go and pick up the princesses from the sitters and drive home.
1315: unsuccessful attempt to nap. cuddle with the Mrs as the girls nap.
1415: go and pay bills, get groceries.
1630: clean the car, finish minor repairs.
1730: awesome dinner but I am so stressed about the surgery I almost hurl.
1815: more traffic from hell as I go back to the hospital.
1900: staff at hospital tell me I have to wait until 1930 to visit.
1930: visit client, my friend, sweetest man you would ever want to meet.
2000: talk to staff and family.
2045: visit client more, he’s happy to see me. I feel better knowing things are going really well.
2115: drive home. traffic is mercifully light.
2130: change and feed the baby, rock her to sleep. cross my fingers that she stays asleep.
2200: kiss Mrs Feynn goodnight. she had a a day that was as hard as mine.
2230: sit down, smoke, and surf a little as brain turns to jello.
2300: attempt to get princess #2 to sleep.
Thursday-
0130: princess #2 finally falls asleep, we crash on the couch.
0215: My shithead neighbour’s friend pounds on my door… he wants me to call him a cab and that his name is Peter. Like I give a flying fuck at this point.
0216: my dogs are going out of their freaking minds and I think about siccing them on this ignorant waste of sperm.
0217: I tell this guy not to knock on my door again, I think I resemble Satan at this point so he leaves. slam door.
0218: baby wakes up from the noise.
0220: put the princess to bed, rock baby back to sleep.
0230?: go to bed and try to sleep, now I am really stressed out and pissed as hell.
0600: wake up and start the day… see previous day for the routine. at least I don’t have to be anywhere until 1100.
WELL, if I can get someone to watch the girls I am going to go out and find Peter’s momma and slap her into next week for not teaching him any fucking manners. Just because you are up at 2 am doesn’t mean that I am. What the fuck goes on in some people’s brains?? What a stupid fucking redneck. I am pretty damn sure his daddy married his sister. I am going to go and talk to my neighbour and tell him to inform his friends that I am tired of their late night bullshit and that from now on I will hold him personally responsible for their bad fucking behaviour.
On the upside, the hospital told me that my guy is doing really well. Still in ICU but he might be out later on today.
Now that I got this off my chest I have to get the girls and myself ready for the day. I hope everyone has a good one.