I’m finding it impossible to leave the house on time. I wanted to leave this morning to go workout at 8:45. The actual time I left was 9:28. It’s exasperating.
During the 45 minute delay Eva pooped her pants, refused to let me comb her hair, had a time out, threw all of her cut-up pear onto the floor, pulled half of the dental floss out of the container, tried to eat cough drops, successfully ate the snack I had packed for the gym, and removed her shoes. I was tired before I even began.
New strategy.
I’m converting to Hermit-ism. Come visit once in a while.
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