And if I had to watch that Beyonce concert one more time…

Apparently, the best way to get the kid to fall asleep is to watch Beyonce.  I don’t know why, but it works and I try not to question it.  But, seriously, after watching it twenty times in one day, it gets old and annoying.

Usually, my job is pretty easy.  I run errands, look after the kid for a few minutes, and sit around.  I am under-worked and over-paid.  It’s great.  Not to mention that I have a certain distraction* that makes some days more interesting than others.

I’ll admit that part of the reason why the last two weeks have been monotonous and tiring is the fact that this distraction* has been absent.  Though, it’s ironic because usually, when the distraction* is present, I’m more stressed.  But that’s another post for another day.