"Do you have any problems, other than that you're unemployed, a moron, and a dork?" ~ John McEnroe
** Sent Grace off to daycare.
** Hannah woke up 5 minutes before Grace left (much earlier than usual) which meant she cried because she wanted to go to school too, and I didn't get my usual hour of "me time" before the little rugrat woke up.
** She spilled milk on her shirt within 5 minutes of waking up and made me take it off.
** Came back down and snuggled while watching "Dora the Explorer: Super Babies." (Yes, that's right folks... again.)
** Wanted to poke hot needles into my eyes.
** Was impressed when she went on the potty with no accidents two or three times within the first hour of being awake.
** Decided to shower and asked her several times if she had to potty before we went upstairs. (There's no toilet up there.)
** She said no.
** I jumped into the shower and was standing in there for maybe 10 seconds when Hannah starts jumping up and down, grabbing at her crotch, and yelling, "Potty! Potty! Bring up the potty!" Son of a b*tch...
** Jumped out of the shower, threw on my robe, and ran downstairs (soaking wet and freezing), grabbed the little potty, and ran it back upstairs.
** Practically threw it at Hannah while I quickly jumped in the shower to warm up (but was impressed because she had held it in and we were spared another urine clean up). Go HANNAH!
** Put some laundry away, but when Hannah kept crying to change into every shirt or pair of pants I was putting away, I decided I should probably wait to do it until she was sleeping or just not here.
** Came downstairs and thought of all the things I should be doing.
** Didn't do any of them except vacuum the stairs, which took all of like 2.5 minutes. Because I'm ambitious like that.
** Hannah was wearing only underwear (no pants) and had an accident and didn't make it to the potty.
** I put dry undies on her and said (nicely) that she shouldn't pee in her pants again.
** She copped attitude and said, "I didn't pee in my pants. I only peed in my undies!" and walked away. Um, alrighty then. Can't argue with a kid that's right, now can you?
** Mentally bitch slapped someone again today. I think perhaps I have some internal anger issues.
** Was impressed when Hannah decided to take her nap in her underwear without a diaper and she woke up dry! Yay Hannah!
** Did 4.5 loads of laundry. (The half is because I had to re-run the one with the quilt in it because all of the detergant hadn't been rinsed out of it.)
** Got a call from the vet with Salinger's test results and she said she'd like to take "one last urine sample" to check on something. I still haven't decided whether or not I'm going to even bother. It's like, "Lady, the cat can't shit. As far as I'm concerned, that's his biggest problem. Anything else is just an inconvenience for all of us." LOL!
** Had a slight panic attack when my mom internet boards were down for an hour or so this afternoon. They can't do that to me, dammit.
** Made a list of things I have to do tomorrow, and although they're all very small things that won't take long individually, added up, they'll take up most of my day. Yay.
** Got in an argument with Grace because we were playing video games and she wouldn't let me take my turns. Um, how old am I again?
** Just coughed a big loogy (accidentally of course) onto my computer screen. Nice. I'm so freakin' classy...