Will-O took the kids while he worked out and I had an hour and a half to read the paper and lounge. It was rejuvenating. (It is sad in a give-an-inch-take-a-mile vein, but I really want a full 24 hours of rejuvi...)
Worst Part of the Day-
Had to flake out. I am feeling overwhelmed with fitting it all in. This evening I had a dinner party to attend at 6pm. I knew damn well I would be late (historically I have been very few places in between the hours of 6pm and 8pm. Now 8:45pm--that I can do if I am on my best game, but I'd still be visibly winded...) Anyhoo, I was looking forward to the Mexican-themed meal and the peeps, so I had planned on dinner party fun from 6p-8:15pm, driving to soccer game (ahem, yes me playing) and soccer from 9p-10p. Whew.) Well, at 6:30-ish pm Liam was a hot sobbing mess and there was a bit of tension and much screeching and it seemed no one was going to sleep any time soon. Though I was showered, I was no where near ready to see people in a social setting. My hair was in white girl dreds and my vibe was tense and harried. I had to text my buddy at 7 saying, "my child is insane, will miss the gathering..." Wah.
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