Best Part of the Day-
Made Brother Mike come with me to job #1 Christmas party. The first portion is a play the girls put on (totally amazing) then there's a dinner and Christmas caroling and a Santa sighting. The little kids of the staff get a giant kick. Liam was putting his nearly 4 year-old flirt moves on all the teenage girlies. He could do his telltale clasping of their face in his hands and says some funny gibberish and have them all dying of laughter...
Afterward there is the staff par-tayyy. After several adult bevs, Mike and I sang some karaoke and had a lil fun. (I always forget I love a microphone.)
Worst Part of the Day-
I felt EXHAUSTED all day/night (like almost ill and exceedingly brain fried...) Also more stress when I came home from work and wanted Will-O to have the kids dressed in their holiday party garb as I had minutes and we had to head to the play. STRESS. I hate it. I had to apologize to Mike cause I could just feel the dysfunctionality oozing. Of course he, like everyone, understands. It is what it is.
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