Shhhh, Mommy Needs A Vodka

I'm not really a 'mommy' but I felt exhausted, slightly on edge, and overwhelmed with miles to go before I sleep when I arrived home from work today...a lot like women describe motherhood to me. I even experienced that mommy guilt and gave my cats three treats instead of petting them immediately when I walked in the door. Thus, I need a Vodka shot.

Chris Rock once joked that once you've had certain things you will no longer go back. Rock, of course, was talking about material possessions for women and sexual acts for men, but I thought of that joke today as I drove home from the office. I've been working from my home for over a decade and I'm not sure I'm willing to go back to that old style of working. Just this morning, after about four hours sleep, I dragged my sorry a** out of bed, pulled on my scrubs (yuck), athletic shoes (yes), and went outside in the cold weather to find my car door frozen shut. I arrived at work on time, after having been awake less than an hour with only a 12-ounce caffeinated beverage in my system and really, really bad hair.

I realize this is a typical day for many people. But, I'm not 'many people'. I'm high-maintenance me and I need a shot of Vodka. Now.