Week of Money: Home sweet home..
DAY ONE 4:01 a.m. — Jet lag. We are all up early. Little Bun is super chirpy and full of sunshine. At 4 a.m. I’m just.. tired. It looks dark outside. I tried to sleep more
Week of Money: In the home stretch now, leaving to go back home has never been so sweet.
DAY ONE 8:30 a.m. — I wake up from Little Bun telling me he is awake now. Announcing it, really. I’m still shaky. I had full body sweats all night (literally soaked the
Week of Money: Get me out of here, please.
DAY ONE 9:30 a.m. — Little Bun slept WELL. Must have been from all the crying and screaming we both did yesterday. We were both exhausted. My partner keeps getting up during the
Week of Money: Blackberries for all!
DAY ONE ??:?? — What in fresh hell is… Little Bun is UP!? It feels early. My body says it’s early. I drank a lot of homemade wine last night which re-confirmed my al
Week of Money: On the Red-Eye to Europe & the dreaded chickenpox…
DAY ONE ??:?? — The baby cousin sobs every 3 hours. I’ve forgotten how babies DO NOT sleep through the night and am sort of secretly relieved that he doesn’t because this is
Week of Money: Time to start saying ‘No’
DAY ONE ??:?? — I wake up and am excited because I am dropping Little Bun off and having the day to myself. 6:30 a.m. — Little Bun dressed, zero makeup, sunglasses and an out
Week of Money: Where I just get sluggish and burned out
DAY ONE 6:50 a.m. — I wake up and immediately do not want to go to work. Little Bun feels the same and doesn’t want to go to preschool. 7:15 a.m. — I get dressed in whate
Week of Money: Where I finally just take a day off.
DAY ONE 6:10 a.m. — I wake up and get dressed in a striped knotted dress with a belt, which I love. I should not have shortened it, to be honest. I should have left two inches o
Week of Money: Work, Sleep, Work Sleep, Weekend (?)…Repeat.
Work, work work. And more work.
Week of Money: Where the Heat Wave threatens to melt us
This is some serious heat.