Oh, I promise I wasn't ditching. I was so MAD Sat I wasn't in a chatty mood. I left Nicolas with Carlos to get him to his game. Long story short, I get out of getting my hair done (which he wanted me to cancel because it was too "busy" that day.) to find Carlos decided NOT to take him to his last game because it required effort to look for his uniform. So I had to drive home, pick him up while Carlos napped and take him to the lunch for the team looking like a you know what for not taking him to the game. Last night we found the uniform. BESIDE Carlos' side of the bed, under his work bag.
Yesterday was visit the inlaws day.


MIL wants to comedown tomorrow with BBIL, SIL, and my neice. They want to come during Mia's nap time, and nevermind that the house is trashed. I dont' want to spend my last day cleaning. Yada yada yada.
Today is tough too. Nicolas' last day of preschool.

Where has all the time gone?
Carlos and I are talking about me going back to work - which I honestly don't want to do at this point. I want at least to get Nicolas through K.
It is just a big emotional mess at our house.
I was suppose to start my diet today- but did I - no. I'm up to 190, so I have got to get with it.
I guess I'm off to clean, since they could care less if I want them to come down here tomorrow or not. Not like they are coming to VISIT, but rather to show them our house. I hate that - I just don't get it.