Crabby Dabby

I am officially a crankpot today. My text doesn't even deserve color. Wow am I ever cranky. I cannot afford to miss anymore of my 4pm naptimes, that's for sure. For my sake but DEFINATLY for Bob's sake. Not that this is an excuse, however, it's the end of the year and I'm planning my butt off trying to make sure that this kindergarten grad closing that happens next week meets the standards of some crazy parents in my class. I have to remember, I can only do one thing at a time. Maybe this philosophy will help me to stay focused and accomplish some of my tasks. There's my problem right there. I can't stay focused because I have too much going on in my head at once.

High of the day: God gives me each new breath in which I need to be thankful for, even if I'm having a rotten, cranky day.
Low of the day: When Bob was helping me make dinosaur invitations; nothing to do with Bob but everything was irritating the snot outa me.