It’s busy season.
And we are on our own on marrs. Normally, I’m able to staff accordingly. This year, for many perfect storm reasons, not so much. My dear friend’s face when I said that I have help 3 or 4 hours once a week…
Ds a teen and in many ways is “my mom is so stupid” typical even if how he expresses it is untypical and loud.
This busy season has been hard on us. Probably the hardest since I would describe my days in how many baby einstiens d would watch….
I will be so glad when it’s over. Ten days left, well…twelve if you include d and my annual trip to the clinic. I’m beyond done. And so is he.