I’m waiting for the minutes to slowly inch towards 5:30 so I can get out of here. <\/p>\n

This weekend there is a short babysitting adventure with the Little Kid I frequently watch, squeezed in between (real) work and dinner for Ricardo’s birthday (which I will not be eating at ha). Tomorrow a UCF game, followed by a day of cleaning and putting together Save The Dates in my messy house with Cristin and hopefully Denis Pete, who has picked up a double at the Lob to make some cash. <\/p>\n

120 Save the Dates to be fed through the printer, one by one to save money. DIY sounded good until it came to the actual DIY, and I know it will be fun, it’s just the time part of it. Time I don’t have, time I over schedule, so part of it is my fault. <\/p>\n

Someday, someday, someday. Someday it won’t be like this, someday we’ll be able to eat out again, someday I won’t be squeezing babysitting between social events just because that extra $20 really makes a difference. Someday I’ll be clean and neat and have my laundry done all the time. And the house will be painted and the grass will be mowed and the bed will be made. <\/p>\n

And then there are the seemingly insignificant moments between Pete and I, as I’m yelling to him down the stairs, telling him to tell his mom it’s not too late to call my mom to tell her they can make it for our very own "Meet the Fockers" weekend. He comes upstairs, my phone rings, and I run downstairs to get it. I pass him on the way back up, and tell him it’s my mom, and we both smile because we know that she’s calling to tell us that his mom called her to confirm, and our parents will be meeting each other for the first time in a little over a month.  <\/p>\n

Those are the moments that make all of this okay. It’s crazy, the way things turn out the way you don’t expect them to. But in the end it’s worth it, because all of this hard work we’re doing to pay our bills and our debt, the crazy schedule, and the messy house is ours, and we’re in it together. I would rather be struggling with him by my side, than doing fine and not have him with me. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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