With a snoring baby beside me. That part rules.
The part that sucks? It's past time for me to get in the shower. This means 1) I have to move said snoring baby into his room. 2) I have to leave snuggling and snoring baby and go to work. Boo gainful employment.
Just a few notes about life.
*My husbands ex job can suck it. Seriously, first they downsize him and like 900 other people. The severance rules, but 900 people at a time? THEN, 2 weeks after the big downsize, the people that administer the benefits for them send him a letter asking him to prove that Deven and myself are his dependents.
Whatev, assholes. We don't even have your sucky insurance anymore.
I hope my husbands new job is awesome. I hope that all of the stress I have doesn't develop into a panic disorder.
But it probably will. Because my life rules.