Pure Exhaustion

Holy moly! First of all, you deserve an update and secondly, I deserve a vacation. Which I will get in less than 48 hours. But before I can get by butt on a plane I have some things to do. Why is it when you are trying to go out of town shit hits the fan? Let me tell you about my day. This has been pretty indicative of the last several days but it will help you understand why I am a tad worn out:

6:30am: Layla wakes up. I go into to get her, keep the lights off and step up to her crib. I notice something wet on the floor...not quite sure what it is until I grab her and feel her bare bottom. Lovely. At some point during the night she has completely stripped naked and proceeded to pee all over her bed and managed to pee on the floor. I though only boys coud projectile pee?

8:00am: Leave the house. Drop her off at daycare. Make 2 client calls on the way.

8:20am: Arrive at office. Proof an invitation for a baby shower and call the printer about the size being wrong. Explain to client that the envelopes she bought are the wrong size and will have to be changed. Almost get talked into hand addressing 57 envelopes but realize I can't handle that right now. Check email and facebook and prepare for showings I have today.

9:10am: Get a text from tonight's date that he's cancelling. Call babysitter to cancel. Slightly relieved.

9:30am: Head out for day 2 of showing an out of town buyer who is trying to learn the area. Drive all over the city answering questions, showing houses, walking in on naked people not expecting an agent, ya know. The usual stuff.

2:30pm: Arrive back at office. Run inside to return a few emails and phone calls.

2:50pm: Leave office to run 2 quick errands before heading to the gym (which was a must. Haven't been in 4 days). Decide while I am there I need to tan. Tan. Burn. New bulbs that they failed to mention.

4:40pm: Leave gym sweaty, gross and bright red. Notice 4 missed calls on cell phone. 3 of which were clients. One wants to see 3 houses in the evening. Call babysitter back to see if she can come over after I cancelled on her earlier. Get a 911 text from friend who needs a recipe. Followed up by 2 phone calls from said friend. Talk him through how to find the recipe.

4:44pm: Arrive at Layla's school. Talk to babysitter and get her back on board for the evening so I can show houses. One problem. Client wants to meet a 6:15pm, babysitter can't arrive until 6:45pm. Can't really meet client any later since it'll be dark by 8pm and we need to get to all the houses in before dark.

4:46pm: Get back in car. 2 more missed calls from client. Baby screaming in the back seat. Call co-op to set up showings. Layla still screaming. Call grandparents about filling in from 6-6:45pm, no go. Call back ups. 5th call a charm. Babysitter 1 will arrive at 6pm, babysitter 2 will arrive at 6:45pm. Layla still screaming.

5:08pm: Arrive at home. Get Layla something to drink. Pick up house because it looks a tornado came through and babysitter(s) will be arriving in less than an hour. Still sweaty and gross from workout so in the shower we go. Get a text from a guy (more details later). Wants to see me before I leave town. Decide I can take advantage of having a babysitter and meet for one drink after showings.

5:50pm: Finished getting ready although while getting ready get a call from another agent who needs some marketing pieces done before I leave town. In the process of racing downstairs to make Layla dinner I realize I need to put sheets on her bed since the pee incidence. Make Layla dinner, give her medicine, and get her stuff organized for babysitters. Babysitter one arrives.

5:58pm: Leave house. Return as many calls as possible during the 14 minute car ride.

6:15p-8p: Show houses.

8:15pm: Meet guy for drink

9:23pm: Arrive home. Realize tomorrow is trash day and I have about 15 bags on yard waste to haul to the end of the driveway. Finished. Exhausted. Want to go to bed. Brother calls. Needs help with something. Spend a half hour on the phone with him. Update blog.

That about covers my day. Here's to a better day tomorrow. And yes, I will update tomorrow with guy situations. Trust me....nothing (and I mean nothing) exciting!