Please excuse me for being a day late with my SoCS post. I had it written mentally yesterday, if that counts for anything.
I have an excuse, of course, but it might not be considered a good excuse. You see, I was up for three hours in the middle of the night – for the third night in a row – with a crabby and defiant three year old. Prior to these three nights, I had a one night break, and prior to that I was up every night but one for three weeks straight. (For the record, I have now been up with him almost every single night in a month. I’m just a teeny bit tired.)
Once he finally dozed off to give me a couple of hours of sleep, I woke up with barely enough time to pound out my prompt post, before I was off and running for the day. I had an appointment, then work to do at home. During nap time, I started on Christmas necklaces for my two older daughters, and when naps were over, we ran out as a family in search of a Christmas dress for Mini-Me. We were successful, but by the time we got home, there was just enough time to feed, bathe, and put to bed the two youngest, followed by the three oldest. By the time child #4 was in bed (the oldest, at 14, puts himself to bed, thankfully), I was ready to drop. But first I had to finish the girls’ necklaces.
That wasn’t what I originally planned to write about when I wrote my SoCS Prompt post. My plan was to write about how much I abhor excuses and people who constantly seem to be making them. But given the circumstances, I guess I won’t now.
This was written for Linda G. Hill’s weekly SoCS challenge, guest hosted this week by… me :-).
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