Looks like I had a flair for the dramatic.

Sorry about that, I didn't mean to make it sound like I was about to jump off a bridge or anything. I'm just simply tired. Physically and emotionally.

Karl isn't sleeping yet. Although I hadn't been working on a real schedule, so it's mostly my fault. I let him sleep in his swing way too long and I should have gotten him used to his crib sooner. Just something I wasn't on top of when I had two other kids to deal with. He generally still wakes up twice a nice to nurse and he's starting to skip one of those, so he's working on it. And he's all stuffy this week, so the not being able to breathe thing isn't doing wonders for sleeping neither. He actually slept through the night 11p-6a saturday night, unfortunately that was the night mommy went out and got really drunk and had grandma getting up with him anyway (we were in salida).

I'm back to work. And although I love being out all day, it's just another new thing to get used to. Problem is I'm still going to bed whenever I want and staying awake until 2am isn't too smart when not only do I have to get up by 7am, I have to get 3 kids ready, along with myself, in 90 minutes time. You'd think 90 minutes is a long time, but it's not. Mornings are like a time black hole.

What have I been waiting to tell you all? The asking out. Oh yes. This is funny. So, I'm back to work and my PC's hard drive is corrupt. I need a new one ordered, installed then rebuilt. I called down to the IT guys' room to check on the timing and I'm told by IT Guy #1 (itg1) that it's "almost done", so I can come down and check out their new digs (remember the big move? they were part of it) and wait for my computer there. I wasn't doing anything else, so I headed down there.

I'm chitchatting with itg1 and itg2 is in his cube right next to us. They have their own closed office / conference room thing, which has some working room and then 4 cubes, only 2 of them are being used. So we're bullshitting and the talk isn't all professional, so it's kinda fun, full of sexual innuendos - totally innocent - but it's where the conversation was. Well, itg2 comes over and starts acting a little goofy and then he suddenly blurts out, "nancy, want to go out for drinks?". It surprised me so much that I literally laughed and said "no!" in a very horrible manner - like he was a total asshole for asking. I immediately felt badly and itg1 stepped in and said "dude, she's married!" and I was like "yeah, and didn't you notice me walking around with a huge pregnant belly a few months ago?". Itg2 was so flustered he tried to explain he hadn't noticed and he was sorry.

To try to make things better, I tell him I can try to set him up with one of my girlfriends. This excited him. Immensely. Immediately he tries to tell me his requirements for a girlfriend. Let me interject here that he is a very stereotypical IT guy - likes gaming, has toys strewn about his cube (tpys like action figures still in the box), has an autographed picture of the chick from mythbusters (true, I think she's cool too, but he writes her fan mail), wears t-shirts with computer jokes under button up shirts, and he just moved out of his mom's house recently. He's 36. My single girlfriends tend to be punk rock derby girls. See my problem here? Well, he asks me DAILY about updates on the girlfriend front. Ugh. He's funny, I'll give him that, but funny in a dry humor computer geeky way. Heh. Poor guy, I know I can't help him.

Alright, that's the story for today. I've got more promised to tell you all, but I've got to get back to work. Just wanted to put up a little note to let you know I wasn't really ~that~ bad. But thanks for all the good thoughts.