Sunday, February 24, 2019
Soci 111 a Day in the Life
* Hubby got up to make Chili 630 warning device (Black and Yellow song) 710 Get up (Texted a partner virtually cramps and creation pregnant) 715 Dressed 720 Wake Zach up 725 Zach Dressed * Nagged hubby approximately making chili in the dine room 730 Leave house 740 Drop off Zach daycare 745 On the road to Donnas house (Listened to society Rock Anthem) 800 Donnas house 810 running(a) out with Insanity (Smelled her floor a lot and was a cheerleader) 900 Finish and dead 910 Shower 25 occupy Breakfast 935 On the road to work 945 Quick shopping (Clearance granola bars) 1000 Work (SCOs) 1200 15 min break 1215 Work (Got into trouble for erosion track pants) 1430 Lunch 1500 Work (Express lane- dealt with impatient woman) * Matt came to tell me about Breanna and needing help with AJ (the other child) 1700 Break 1715 Work 1800 Off 1820 Hospital 1830 2230 percentage Breanna 2245 Started helping push * Tried to be there for her and non break sick 352 Payt on was born 2400 Made the calls and posted on Facebook about the frank news Waking up is never the highlight of my day, barely never the less tat time of day unendingly comes every forenoon. This morning was no different. Black and Yellow blared through my phone at 0630 alike(p) I asked it to, but it just seemed too early. I fought to truly put forward up right away, then I laughed at myself for thinking that thought. perceive how being out of the house was the goal that morning, I inflexible to draw off out of bed at 0700.When I woke up that morning it was not my goal to nag my preserve to death, but lucky him it happened. He decided to make chili in the dining room. I am not sure why he did it, and when I asked him he just verbalize that he wanted to. I dont think the dining room is a place to cook, but he thought so this morning. The roles that I play on any given day shed from all sorts of things. When I airstream up I am always a mom and a wife. I am here for my h usband to help him and guide him when things dont happen the way that I want.Being a mom is the best thing, and whaping that when I wake up I go through both of those roles is why I get up in the morning. The hardest part that I have in these roles is being the person that I want to be. I know that I git do the best that I can and that is how things should be, but I know and feel like I can be better and I want to be that person. Another role that I most tardily started playing was cashier at the commissary. That one is a tough one. I need to be able to hold my tongue when need be, but be able to speak my mind occasionally.