Monday, April 25, 2011
This is what my day looks like. I spend 8 hours a day right there in that cubicle (at least it's roomy) - not counting potty breaks and lunch.
And I stare at that picture (which is changed a couple times a week because I have so many cute ones to choose from) on my computer monitor that is roughly the size of the screen at a drive-in movie theater. And I try not to think about how I'd much rather be home with him than sitting there with my poop/pee/blood covered paperwork that smells like the livestock barn at the fair.