I get up between 5 and 6 to make Izzy's morning bottle, once she is set I am on to the next daughter... 6 - 7 is Chey time, help with any remaining homework, drop her off at the bus stop... 7 - 8 I clean, dishes etc... and 8 - 9 is Emma time.
4 hours of time where I am lucky if I get bathroom time. Bleh!
We need our own place badly because this shit is nuts. I could cut out the 5 to 7 am part with adjustments with Izzy and changing Chey's damn bus stop once where settled in where we're staying.
Oh then there is Steve and the truck? Steve is WAY too bitchy in the morning for me to even think of asking him to help and the truck is so packed with stuff that still needs to get fit into storage that I couldn't do more than one kid's thing at a time and I can't see out the back fricking windows. For real.
Sorry, nothing like a Thursday morning rant. :D Hope everyone else is having a great day!
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