get a job, you lazy ass

i really should get a job. i think i'm going insane being home every day.

all day.

all freaking day.

i feel like a bad mom just for thinking about it. i got up a three this morning just so i could get some free time to myself, to have a few laughs reading the posts on abovetopsecret.com, and maybe have a few bowls of choclate ice cream left over from my son's birthday.

but no.

baby wakes up at 3.30, and won't go back to sleep.

i swear, that kid has some type of radar system that wakes him up the moment i start to relax and begin to enjoy myself.

i really think he does. it's uncanny.