Mine and Mitchell’s convo earlier:
Mitchell: dammit, this floppy disk isn’t working
i feel like i’m in the 80s
how big is your floppy baby?
Mitchell: 3.5 inches
but it holds 1.44mb of data
Yesterday after driving home from work in the Arkansas heat, I stripped down to my tank top and panties. I walk by the mirror and the nerd in me noticed that my lime green tank top and my bright blue panties were all web 2.0 and shit.
All I needed was a Beta Badge and to remove most of the vowels from my name: jennfr.
2am – 3am: Feed baby, get her back to sleep.
4:30am: Put passy back in baby’s mouth.
6:00am: Wake up
6:05am: Wake Mitchell up because baby has woken up.
6:10am: Change baby’s diaper, fix her bottle, hand her off to Mitchell.
6:15am-7:00am: Get ready for work
7:00am: Attempt to leave for work
7:15am: Actually leave for work
7:15am – 8:00am: Drive to work
8am – 5pm: Work
5pm – 6pm: Drive home
6pm – 10pm: Cook supper, feed baby, bathe baby, rock baby to sleep, lay baby down, rock baby again because she woke up when I laid her down, wash bottles, wash dishes, get baby’s bag ready for sitter’s the next day, pack lunches for the next day.
10pm: Eat dinner
11:15pm: Put passy in baby’s mouth.
11:30pm: Finally down for the night.
Funny thing is, I’ve never been happier in my whole life.