poopy day.

Today was one of those days that quickly became one that I couldn't wait to end, however, now I am prolonging it by deciding to clean my room and blog. Both are poor choices considering tomorrow I am working from 7am until 1am. But anyway...

The day was running perfectly early on. The kid that I am babysitting didn't freak out when I was there to greet her as she woke, which I was pretty sure was not going to be the case. She was confused, but she accepted it.

We were hanging out sometime after her first nap, watching Dora and just relaxing, when I had a little stomach issue that i wont get into because gross. I had forgotten about this, but it triggered a downward spiral for the rest of the day.

Kiddo and I played for a while more, and had lunch, and it was getting late, so i put her down for her afternoon nap. She went down quickly, but was up about 20 minutes later, and was screaming. about 15 minutes after that, she was laying in her parents bed and had one of the most wicked (and full) diapers i had ever encountered.

Of course, because this is a new clause in the baby contract, she managed to get a good deal of that mess on my shirt because she was covered in it. For the rest of the afternoon i thought she needed changed again, but nope, it was just my shirt.

Anyway, I bathed her, dried her up and the rest of the afternoon was peachy, at least with her. However, I had plans for this evening that i had to postpone because no one wants to hang out with a girl who is covered in baby shit. This was especially upsetting because i had plans yesterday that tanked, too, so I was 0 for 2 in the friendtime department. It really is a big time bummer to be looking forward to something for so long only to have it fizzle out last minute. :(

I came home, de-pooped myself, and then headed out to job 2 to pick up my paycheck! Yay! first paycheck from the job that I love. SO EXCITING!!! except when you drive downtown to pick it up and it doesn't exist. it should have been there. the other girl that i went through orientation with had hers. they all kept telling me that it must have been direct deposited, except that I signed up for DD like 20 minutes before I went down there to get my check, and my bank account balance is proof positive that no pay checks have been deposited.

I wasted what little gas i had left to go downtown to pick up a check that wasn't even there.

I called my mom on the way home (hands free, don't worry) and she wasn't as sympathetic as I had hoped, so I decided to go for broke and use my last few dollars on Krispy Kreme. I hadn't really eaten all day and I was miserable, so donuts and coffee made sense to me.

obviously the poop washed off and i survived. I will eventually get this paycheck, or it'll show up in next week's check. My stomach issues are nothing new, and I can deal with them.  We rescheduled the hang out for next week, on a day that I am totally off. I mean, in all honesty I know that none of this is end-times bad, but piled on top of each other like that just makes for a pretty rotten mood.

however, my roomie learned that we have a show-off in our complex, so that was good for a laugh.