I have a finance exam due in about 2 hours. I’m almost done, but I came to the computer to check out some notes the professor put online and got (as always) sidetracked by the facebook and the twitter and the email and the million time wasters that distract me daily. I also have the tiniest bit of a hangover (I swear, it was only 1 margarita, but being pregnant and/or nursing for 4 years straight now and not drinking at all for most of that has done terrible things to my tolerance) and my husband, who was supposed to have the morning free to help me with the kids, is now showing houses (not complaining, because we need income more than I need to make a perfect score on this exam) which means I have to deal with them as well and OMG Violet is putting a Hot Wheels in her mouth and Colin just hit her and now they’re both screaming because I took the car away from her and put him in time out and how the heck am I going to pass this exam?
And why, in God’s name, am I blogging about all of this instead of just taking the stupid test? I am my own worst enemy.
