I have to giggle at all the TGIF!!!!! tweets and Facebook updates because I honestly can't even remember the last time I ever said that. When you're a stay-at-home-mom or even a work-at-home-mom, then for the most part, Saturday is just the same as Friday, except it's sort of worse because in your mind it should be different than Friday, with your husband home for two straight days and all.
But alas, I'm awake at o' dark thirty with the kids, making breakfast, and already breaking up fights just like it's any other day, all while trying to catch up on emails, finish up a book proposal, and unclog a toilet that had an apparently larger-than-I-thought piece of a magic eraser shoved down it.
But today I've found a wide open bag of now stale chips on the counter, a pile of dirty pots still in the sink, and a very, very brave man still asleep in the bed.
Okay, so I'm wrong, it is a little different. But as you may be able to attest to, it's certainly not anything worthy of an acronym, unless it's WTF!!!!!!!!!!