When my son was 2 - I swapped middle child's and his room. In his room he was right across the hall from the bathroom and had to get out of bed and walk diagonally across the room to go potty. In his new room the door was a few feet from the foot of his bed. The first night after the big "switch" B my middle child came and woke me up saying S was crying. I couldn't hear him so I headed that way and as I walked into his room he was sitting in the floor diagonally from his bed and lightly slapping the wall. I asked "S what are you doing" and he turned to me with tears in his eyes saying "Someone moved my door and I need to potty". Needless to say it broke my heart!
Anyway now when we have a bad day or if something is not going as we wanted it too we will say "Someone moved my door".
Anyway why has my day been a "door move" day? (yes I heard you ask that) First I am exhausted - we went to the east coast of Florida Sunday & Monday (HAD A GREAT TIME) but I didn't sleep too good on Saturday or Sunday night so last night I was exhausted and didn't so woke up tired. Then our drive in looked a bunch like this.

Then having been gone yesterday my desk was stacked and I have a salesman who thinks my whole job is to assist him in doing his job. It is not - I will not do something that you can do - just because you think it is beneath you. I do not get your commission - I do not know what a good product to replace a discontinued one will be - it's not my job it's YOURS! (Okay enough ranting!)
Had to get a report ready for a conference call at 8 a.m. (WIP call - Work in Progress) I call it the WHIP report because I feel beat up each month after the meeting.
Best part of the day was going to lunch with my Honey! Then he blows that - when I thank him for taking me to lunch, I enjoyed it and am glad to be out of the office. He answers with I was desperate - I didn't have a lunch at work. (Actually I know he was kidding - I mean I am able to write in my blog - If he hadn't been kidding I'm sure I would be being booked for murder w/o access to a computer). I do love his humor - laughter makes life easier and that's part of how we survived 27 years in 16 days together!
Well I need to go pick him up at work (we carpool - yes we enjoy spending that much time together still!) So I will try to post about our weekend from home - where I will have pictures to show!



