1. Tuesday - got my yearly pap smear
2. Thursday - joined WW and saw my weight - Good God Almighty!
3. Friday - Toddler got sick & started running a fever
4. Saturday - Got a mammography (ouch)
5. Sunday - moved teenager back into her dorm room - accompanied by an entourage of suitcases that would make even the paparazzi think Paris Hilton was moving in.
Other than the death of a loved one, does it get any worse than this? At least I walked in to work Monday morning without getting fired :)
Fatima Annoyed
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