I’m hot.

I’m tired.

I’m thirsty.

I’m hungry.

No, it’s not my kids whining, it’s me.  Plus I have too much to do. I am supposed to be packing / packed for a camping trip tomorrow but instead I’m blogging about how whiny I am.

How can it already be 8 PM?

I drove up to the swim club specifically to water my new little garden and found out (much to my dismay) that a pipe had just broken and the manager had to shut off the water.  Thus, couldn’t water the garden. Actually he offered me a bucket and said I could get water from the creek and shlep it to the garden, but frankly, the garden did not look all that desperate for water.  Plus I’m still hurting from my compost schlepping so there was NO way I was going to schlep water.

Well that excursion meant a required trip to the Pet Food Store to visit the adorable rescued kittens for adoption (which we aren’t going to adopt because we already have three cat). It wasn’t a total indulgence of the kiddies because in fact we were out of cat food and I was able to buy a bag of it; $3 off, no less!

All of that meant a two hour chunk of the evening was dipped like a cookie into milk, and crumbled away.

Now it’s 8:10 PM. I’m still hot, tired, thirsty and hungry. But. At least now, you know that too.