The good the very bad and the exceedingly ugly.

What's good? Well the two breakfast burritos I ate. They tasted good at any rate. And weren't so absolutely bad excoet that there was two of them and those tortillas are high in calories.

I got some bad news this afternoon. My dreams of being called "dr. Dealwithit" are pretty much dashed. I heard back from an advisor at the school and she all but laughed and pointed at my transcript. She pretty much told me all my dreams will ever be is just that, Dreams.

So yeah, I was crushed. But compounded to that is the fact that I'm at home looking after Monk today as his babysitter is sick. I've come to the realization that I'm a terrible stay at home mother and thank god I went back to work. I suspect it's the only reason I'm sane right now. I am sane right now, right? Right!?!

Right now he's supposed to be taking a nap and everytime I make a noise there is a squeal or cry of protest from his room. I'm so frustrated with the world and with him right now that I made myself breakfast burritos. Yes, I am occaisionally a bad mother, Yes, I am most frequently a bad eater, and Yes I often hate myself. I'm having another one of those moments.

It sure beats the alternative. I shudder to think what that is.