Whaaaatttt

So I get an email from myself this morning. I must've been hacked into. UGH.
I changed my password and all that good stuff. Hopefully the asswipe won't do it again.
Then I realize that the boys' karate tournament is the same day as a wedding we're going to. The wedding is at 2- I thought it was @ 6. We were going to spend the night and have the sitter stay here, but NOW I don't know what the hell to do. I don't know if I should have the sitter take over @ 1:00 in Dacula (where the tournament is) and bring the boys home. We can just change for the wedding at the high school, then come home after the reception, most likely home no later than 7.
UGH UGH UGH I hate this!
And Xavier just walked downstairs saying "Look what I did!" and shows me his fingernails. I can smell it instantly- he opened my nailpolish and painted his nails the palest shade of sheer pink.

Perfect.

Tonight I'm training 5 clients, on top of the 3 I had from 6-7:45AM and the 9:30 I'm getting ready to train after dropping Mr.Manicure off at school.
I'd clone myself, but I can't stand myself!

I'm glad it's Thursday. On the bright side I have a break from 10-2. No children, no clients. Just me, the bed and some crocheting. Ahhhh!