I just deleted almost half an hour’s worth of blogging because it was just me complaining about my life. You’re welcome.
Yes, I have spent from 2:40 until 3:05am complaining about un-run errands and being the worst mother alive, but then wiped it all out with one big click of a button. I don’t even want to read that crap and I just wrote it! So let me just boil it all down to this — I need to work on my time management. Or — as my friend has suggested — hire an assistant. Or — as I would prefer to call this person — a professional errand runner. But I think it’s silly to pay someone to return a pair of shoes or pick up my dry cleaning when these are things I am perfectly capable of doing for myself. However, I don’t have a husband I can either reward or punish with bedroom favors if he would take care of a little errand for me. So I’ve either got to pay somebody to help me or figure out how to get it all done and still squeeze in a 2-hour nap before I have to pick up my daughter from school every day. So somebody figure that out for me and let me know what you come up with because I’m failing miserably.