A Day In The Life Of A Worn Out Babysitter

Today started out as one of those days. The days where nothing seems to be going right and no matter what you can't seem to turn the tables in your favor.

The day started at three in the bloody morning, the weather outside had been sunny and cloud free...and hot fucking hot, so when I saw an eerie flashing outside of boyfriend's window I immediately thought there was a stalker or ax murdering rapist out to get me right outside his house. I panicked a bit then thought to myself "Ally, it was probably headlights now man....er woman up damnit!" I continued to try and sleep when I saw it again, a sudden flash...only this time it was followed by a demonic growling. Now if you're overtired at three in the morning and you see a flash followed by a growl you'd probably be afraid too...maybe not. In any case after about a half hour I figured out it was worse than a demon ax murdering rapist...it was thunder and lightning! I mean what the fuck weather? Sort your shit out, sheesh. Naturally, I woke up boyfriend and curled into his side flinching with every terrifying crack.

The bad luck then spiraled out of control from there. I woke up after a restless sleep filled with dreams of Garrus from mass effect trying to wake me up (a normal dream for me) to a bright sunny world with no hint of the storm that had kept me up and only 20 minutes to get dressed packed and out the door back to my house to be picked up for babysitting.

After a few hours of tv watching the child wanted to go for a walk around the lake so tired as fuck, and not in a great mood, we went for an hour long walk...in the blazing sun....with me stupidly in a sweater (hey I was kept up by thunder! I thought it would rain!). A few hours later she asked if we could go for another walk, and I stupidly agreed. She wanted to see her mom and so we walked....and walked....and walked to her moms work to say hi and desperate to get out of the sun I got a ride from my sister to childs house.

After a few hours of giggling potion making, barbie playing, and creating what I like to call gloop (playdough with to much water, old smoothie, and a random mixture of soaps from the bathroom), she wanted to go for another walk. With my attempts of talking her out of it failing I heaved a sigh, grabbed my purse and set out.

Needless to say I am exhausted. Extremely exhausted, so naturally I wanted to share my experience with my lovely readers in hopes you get a few laughs at my misfortune, now if you'll excuse me I need to sleep until sunday....

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