For me, today was one of those days. I got up, everything went great at home. Little Man had been awake in the night teething, so although Husband and I were both tired, we were going for the day.
Then I got to work.
Cut to going home time. Sheer and complete exhaustion. The office buzz just zapped me.
At 1 p.m. it was all I could do to keep myself in the office instead of just saying, "see you later."
By 2 p.m. I yearned to go home and sit on our big couch with Big Girl and watch cartoons. We would have snuggled up tight like we did before Little Man (and now when he has something else to entertain him).
By 3 p.m. it was all over. Seriously. T-o-r-t-u-r-e. I would rather be home with both kids fussing than sit at my desk any longer. You know why? Ha. Because when both kids are fussing, you can whip out the candy (and the vino) and torn on the TV. You can. Its not the right thing to do, but you can. And some days. Some days, its what everyone needs.
Ya'll, I don't even know how I got from 3 p.m. to 5 p.m. I don't. Don't ask. I think I was probably on
Finally. On my way home, I was excited beyond belief to see my family. It is seriously the best feeling in the world. Leaving an office of stale air and tired adults and returning to the sunshine and smiles of my home and my family.