There are times when I marvel at the contortions I go through to avoid waking Olivia. Like just now. The no-nap monster finally went down for her first nap around 1:15. I'd walked her all over the neighborhood to get her to pass out. Parked her in her stroller in the kitchen fast asleep so that I could jump online and complete a job application that I knew would take 45 minutes or so. (State job, lengthy application.)
Around 3:15, she is thankfully still asleep but I haven't eaten today and I am ravenous. Kid is parked in the tiny kitchen between the fridge and the utensil drawer. I try to roll her out but she startles. I manage to get the peanut butter jar and loaf of bread without waking her, but when I reach for a butter knife she wakes up suddenly and looks at me accusingly. Busted! I actually RUN on tiptoe out of her sight and make a sandwich on the bed using a kleenex as a plate.
Peanut butter is all over the keyboard and I get kicked out of the job application website twice. The system also seriously messes with the formatting on my resume and supplemental questions responses. I want to explain to this potential employer "Do you have any idea of what I am going through just trying to even get my resume to you? My kid is going to WAKE UP any minute!"
Finally I capitulate and look up a place to buy Olivia's birthday cupcakes. It's Friday, it's late and another computer crash is going to send me over the edge.
Around 3:15, she is thankfully still asleep but I haven't eaten today and I am ravenous. Kid is parked in the tiny kitchen between the fridge and the utensil drawer. I try to roll her out but she startles. I manage to get the peanut butter jar and loaf of bread without waking her, but when I reach for a butter knife she wakes up suddenly and looks at me accusingly. Busted! I actually RUN on tiptoe out of her sight and make a sandwich on the bed using a kleenex as a plate.
Peanut butter is all over the keyboard and I get kicked out of the job application website twice. The system also seriously messes with the formatting on my resume and supplemental questions responses. I want to explain to this potential employer "Do you have any idea of what I am going through just trying to even get my resume to you? My kid is going to WAKE UP any minute!"
Finally I capitulate and look up a place to buy Olivia's birthday cupcakes. It's Friday, it's late and another computer crash is going to send me over the edge.
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