Obladi, oblada....

So this week I have been a single parent.  But it's a little different for the real ones.  I didn't get to drop off at daycare and then go to work.  They ARE my work.  And work they are.  It is now Thursday night, and I have almost made it.  Nate will be coming home Sunday night.  So that leaves Friday, Saturday, and Sunday on my lonesome.  I will spare all the details, but it has pretty much been draining and I'm done.  It wouldn't be so bad, if it weren't for soccer games, two of them on Saturday.  And then Sunday I am in charge of singing time in Primary, but I have my baby to take care of too.  So now I get to sucker someone into taking her for me.  Usually it's Nate that has her, which works, but she's a Mommy's girl and who knows how it will go since she hasn't had Daddy around all week and she's only had Mommy spoiling her ALL week.  Such is life, I guess.  I really dislike that Nate had to work out of town, out of state for that matter.  He got to go to Wyoming, Colorado, and Utah and I'm stuck in the rain, with nothing to look at but Mesquite bushes and pump jacks!  Sorry I am complaining, but hey, it's my blog!  Which is pretty much my journal, so sorry folks! :)  I know I'll make it through, well duh!  And it's my attitude that will help (oh shut up already!).  But there is a reason that God has said there should be a Mom and a Dad.  We are here to help each other out, and I really hate doing it all myself.  The kids have no distractions, but me, and my nerves are shot!  I'm sure hoping for a great weekend, but I'm very pessimistic and I like to plan for the worst.  Then if it does go well, Great!  Yada, yada, yada.....I will just end here, because I need sleep and I'm pretty crabby, as you can see.  I'm gonna hit the hay!