Day 140: I no longer have any virgin diapers
I put James in the one diaper that has never been used. Yes, I got this before he was born. I know. I also cannot believe how big my diaper stash is. I should go through it and try to sell some of them. If I can part with them.
I decided to put Ada back into Fuzzi Bunz because Pull-Ups are giving her a horrible rash. Or at least, she is coincidentally getting a terrible, not-going-away rash since she has been wearing them. I need to get some cloth training pants because she pees her panties and doesn’t really care and then continues to go around the house and get pee on everything else.
I’m so freakin’ tired that I almost decided to not post a photo a day anymore because absolutely none of my photos came out. None. James was more interested in crawling on me and grabbing my camera, so I tossed the lens cover and took shots while he was crawling to get it and while he playing with it.
The kids have been pushing my buttons since I’ve gotten home. I swear, I’m so close to either running away from home or listing them on eBay. And Ada isn’t stopping. She is doing everything she can to irritate me. I want to scream.
At least I got to work in KC today which ended up being a good thing because the cable modem was down half of the day. I have a deadline, so I would have already been past my breaking point by now. I had enough stupid things go wrong today, and my IP phone not working when I went in was the highlight of my day. As Mac aptly put it at dinner while we were listening to Ada whine and cry because she wanted water, and then changed her mind and wanted OJ and then changed her mind after we got her OJ and wanted water, “This day cannot be over soon enough.”
Oh, hey, Ada is crying about something again. I’m pretty convinced right now that I want to close up shop, so I might as well try to sell Ada’s fitted diapers that James doesn’t wear.
I need a drink.
Maybe you can take solace in the fact that Ada’s pledge sisters are undoubtedly going to find this post in 15 years.