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You can describe my general disposition today by merely looking at my car. I'd love to say my garage contains a sleek Porsche, shining like the top of the Chrysler building. But instead in my driveway sits a 2003 SUV. A very dirty SUV. With lots of fingerprints and monkey stickers taped to the window (because Stink "decided to try an experiment") and a handful of stale Goldfish stuck under the seat.
And while I wouldn't change it for a clean car and no life, today my car (which is me people... are you still with me on the analogy?) is tired. It ran around all day with preschool, shopping, errands, post office runs. It finally got a break and got a car wash, but even that took immense amounts of energy and concentration. When one has to beg for a shower and still ends up with crust in her crevices, it's not a good sign. (Okay, now I'm talking about the car. Sort of.)
I'm going to shut off the computer for the rest of the night. I'm going to make tacos. I'm going to stick the kids in bed by 6. And then, if I'm lucky, I'll watch a movie with Rex.
But most likely I'll pass out. I'm also PMSing, and unlike my car who got dried off under the rag, I'm soon to be on one.
And that's just ca-yukky for the energy.
Good night, ya'll.