The Daily: Here's to Getting a Little Extra Sleep

 Saturday, April 23, 2022

5:40 am: I don't know if it's the extra forty minutes or simply the lack of that annoying alarm that makes waking up so much easier, either way I am all about it.

6:08 am: Running in the neighborhood before the sun is so bright it kills my retinas. It's nice an cool too, sometimes sweating at the gym is a little much.

7:51 am: Drinking coffee and working on this last episode of Inventing Anna, I won't be sad when it's over, I am ready to move on to something new.

9:03 am: My mother in law just called to say her father (my kids great grandfather) isn't feeling well. He's 90 so anytime he isn't feeling well it gives everyone a scare.

9:15 am: Sitting with my kid in his room looking at Pokemon cards and trying to organize something that I have no understanding of. This should be good.

10:04 am: Working on drawings for The Baby Gene TikTok account when my kid asks for help. Help with what you wonder? Well, he wrapped his comb around his hair like a tornado blew through his bathroom while he was combing his hair. 

 

11:30 am: Still trying to get this comb out of my kids hair. My back is tired, my kids head is pounding from me pulling as gently as possible to get the comb out. Holy shit. 

11:45 am: I DID IT!! I freed the hair from the evil comb. Wow. Take this advice from me. Do not let your kid get a comb stuck in their hair. It is bad. Comb stuck in hair = bad.

12:15 pm: Making lunch after getting that comb unstuck from the kids hair and drinking a beer. I deserve this beer.

2:02 pm: Walking the dog through my tidy safe little neighborhood. There is a man sitting in a white car with Texas license plates. He is parked in the road, not off the side. I walk by and look at him but keep walking, a few minutes later he pulls up next to me and says something. I take one of my airpods out and say, "Excuse me?" He repeats himself, "Can I smack you ass?" Yup. That's what he asked. I replied with my snottiest "no", which to him meant to ask me again. What a fucking day.

6:08 pm: The husband is cooking dinner and which means that I am making a separate dinner for the kid. Mac and cheese and vegetables. I have told you before that the weekend is rougher for me than during the week.

7:30 pm: Sitting down to watch tv. We are watching The Summer of Soul on Disney Plus. I am enjoying it, the husband seems bored. Go figure.