I know I've been this tired before....

But, I don't remember when...another week of rising at anywhere between two am and four am...driving in torrential downpours, (remember when I used to pray for rain)...working for twelve to fourteen hours...driving home...drinking two glasses of wine,and falling into bed. Getting up the next day, and doing it again....it goes on and on...

The good news is my two "elves" are fantastic...the bad news is the "staffing company"...yes, that's you Nelson staffing, can't get their act together enought to actually pay us.

I have spent hours on the telephone, asking why my "elves" aren't getting their money...I have backup..a husband..they don't have back up...I am angry..tired and angry...nearly told a very badly behaving little boy, who was shaking my ladder and breaking ornaments, that Santa was dead...but, I pulled back at the last moment... That's how bad it is...


I am off for three days...sleeping for two...enjoy.