Sometimes I hate homeschool. Ok, basically all the time. It really sucks the time out of your day getting all that work done! I sometimes wish my kids were average; but when you hit the genetic lottery that comes with swimming in this gene pool God’s got to make up for it somehow. So they get a few extra brain cells. I’m grateful we have a school that can accommodate their learning needs.
I threw away our fingernail clippers because they were dull and making my nails peel when they start to regrow. Now I’ve got jacked up nails and have forgotten to buy a new pair of clippers each time I went to three different stores on Wednesday, once yesterday, and again today. Can’t I have an assistant or someone who runs out and gets this stuff for me? You know, like a concierge? Sonja on RHONY has several unpaid interns from NYU or thereabouts that she’s wrangled into slave labor, why can’t I have one too? (pout)
Ok. Somebody has a scout campout tonight and of course, a tinfoil dinner must be prepared for the occasion. Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to work I go!