Busy time of year

Well, it's that time of year at work where everyone one and anyone decides to call in and ask questions. Today while I was on the phone checking voice mail messages, I got 3 more messages. These things don't stop!!! The nice thing about it is that I only work my 40 hours and then go home, put my feet up have my husband massage them and fall asleep while I dream of sexy fire fighters with gleaming bodies and....yeah right!

Then I wake up and realize that I was dreaming and I'm about to go into work and answer the 40,000 phone calls, go pick up Abby from daycare, go home, make dinner, do some homework, give a bath, pick up toys, play babies and blocks and any other game she can think all while watching Dora the Explorer for the umpteen millionth time.

Oh yeah, reality is way more satisfying than that dream!