Flying solo.

I don't want to brag, but there are days when I really have my shit together.  Yep, sometimes I move fluidly from task to task, anticipating needs, never missing a step.  Today was not one of those.  Hell, neither was yesterday.  Honestly, those days only seem to occur when I am working in concert with Mr. Dog.  It is days like today that make me marvel at the abilities of single moms (and dads).  

I've been handling the needs of the kids and trying to stay on schedule as best as possible, but really, that schedule thing, it's gone.  I managed to make it out of the house this morning only 3o minutes behind schedule, but I woke up an hour early to do it.  And I was about to pass out from exhaustion by the time I made it to work.  

I'm lucky, my job has some flexibility in it.  I can attend meetings from home by phone.  I can work late or come in early, and most everything I need to do can also be done from remote.  Good thing too.  There is about two hours of work I'll be trying to complete after the kids are in bed.  Well, if I manage to stay up after they finally drop off to sleep.