Too Much

What was I thinking? Why did I leave my cushy office job for this start up? I guess I am just a glutton for punishment. It is not all bad though. I will admit that I love what I do. That makes all the little troubles seem minimal

For all the warm and fuzzies, I must admit that Husband's first day as a primary parent was not a toad win. Let's recap and hit the high notes.

I asked about LoLo's homework and he says "Your mother did most of it. He still has one thing left." I asked if he went over it with him and he says, "he ate a jelly sandwich and passed out". A jelly sandwich? Really? I baked a whole chicken before I went to work. I also checked the undone homework and it was writing his name 3 times. Aargh! I can't believe my teacher husband has our son going to school with unfinished homework.

I asked if he took his shower and guess what? He did not because there was no time. I have no idea what that means because our kids are on a schedule and unless he deviated from the plan, what he is really saying is that they gave him a run for his money and he opted out. I totally understand that one even though it left me a little peeved.

I forgot to ask about Suga, but woke up this morning to find her in the same shirt she wore yesterday. In his defense, she did have on pajama pants. I figured he had not given her a bath either.

Did I mention the dishes were still in the sink and the clothes weren't folded. How exactly did he run out of time?

Hopefully, today will go more smoothly. I don't have high hopes about what I will find considering he clearly ate taquitos for dinner. I know because they were still on the stove when I walked in.

I am glad he is so mice to look at because he makes a terrible house-husband.