Don’t worry ’bout me steppin’ all ova ya feet!

Sooo yea my friend babysat Zach Sat night/Sunday morning. She had music on. He told her, “dance, Tas!” she said she didn’t want to dance.. he said “well MOMMY dances!!”  … haha makes me feel loved.

Tonight I start my backpacker training, I believe. Fun fun. It is pretty fun though. I like it. Plus, after I pass the test, it’s a 50 cent raise! Now that’s pretty damn good!

My weekend was awesome. Zach met C. It all worked out good. I’m glad. Hopefully next weekend he’ll come and hang out here on Sunday. I’m happy with him! It’s all good.

Sorry so short! I need to jump in the shower and load the dishwasher and go to work. Blah.

Cat liter everywhere

So the devil child is in rare form today. This is for damn sure. Not only does he not listen (of course this is a daily defiance thing) but he is just into everything. Sure, it’s a normal two year old thing to do. But who can deal with that on two hours of sleep within 24 hours? …Not me! So anyhow, he goes upstairs to the loft. Mommy yells at him …. Zach get down here now. He runs. What else is new? It is not a game to me though!!! ….Chases the cats. Again, mommy yells. …Follows the cats to the LITER box. Again, mommy yells. Louder this time. And THEN the tragedy happens …. somehow, and I won’t mention names, the whole liter box (including kitty goodies) are spilled all over my floor. So then mommy really starts yelling. Zach is REALLY running now. I’d probably run too if I was him with a sleep deprived crazy(er) mother. So um yeah. Anybody know how to get cat liter out of carpet?  ….I tried everything. It just won’t work. And after about an hour of crying and yelling and stomping around, throwing my adult temper tantrums …. I still can’t get all of it off the floor. I don’t know what to do.

On top of all this… I swear, there’s got to be some kind of scheme to let me not sleep … and the whole world is involved. The world likes me sleepless. I am telling you. I’d even bet money on it.

Idiots.

I swear, I work with a bunch of idiots. I must! Really. They all drive me crazy. At first, I wasn’t even getting annoyed with them. They were just all so dumb that I had to laugh.

But then it happened. I went to silkscreen 2. Should have never done it. But I did. I was talking. Then I looked at the tubes and OH NO, there are two different types of caps on them! (Yes, I do understand that nobody knows what I am talking about and this does not seem like a big deal.. but it is a HUGE deal at my job.) So.. guess who gets to FIX the mistake??? You guessed!! *bow* And I did pretty damn good. But I was getting aggravated because *I* did not put the caps into the machine. Why should I be the one to have to fix it? Chris said it’s gotta be because I am a *female* and females can fix things that men screw up.

I like his thinking.

Other than that.. I hear my name about 5050000024973975240284024 plus some times a night. Gotta love it. This is me!