a pocket calendar for me, not corduroy

I woke up this morning wondering how the hell it could be Monday already. I solved the problem by remembering it was just Sunday. But now that I look at the time, it really is Monday already. And now that it is Monday, I’m wondering how the hell Sunday passed so quickly.

Stuff never works the way you want it to.

Like today for example. I babysat all day today (sunday…I’m confusing myself and others now ), I didn’t want my Sunday to be dedicated to babysitting. I wanted it to be dedicated to me….see, things don’t always work out the way you want them too.

I was very tired this morning. I blame it on the lack of sleep I got last night.Needless to say, the day went by rather slowly. The kids were wonderful though, which I was quite thankful for. I babysat two girls who used to go to the school I worked at, and another little girl and boy who were family friends of the latter. Despite the long day , it was really nice to see the two girls, It had been a really long time since the last time I saw them. They both had grown up so much. I told them it wasn’t fair that that they get to keep growing, while all  along I’m here stuck at this short height. I asked them I’f they could spare a few inches and donate them to me. They said no…..so I said "fine then, If your going to be like that then peace out." "Take care of your own ass’, I’m not going to donate my time to you anymore."

I didn’t say that.

But I did ask that. Bad news though, they thought I was joking about the inch donation. I left their house the same damn height.

 However, they did donate a few things. For example, paint. I came home with paint stained hands,  I figured I could reuse it. And then there was the "gifts" they gave me. The gifts were little pieces of papers with a nice simple message on it, whice were wrapped up in a gift like manner with staples instead of tape. My favorite message came from Emily, it said "If we were in the Hunger Games, I wuold kill you first!" I was a little worried until she assured me it was a compliment. Now that I think about it, I suppose its nice of her to not want to see me suffer. haha.

I bought a pocket size calendar today. Corduroy just got a pocket.