Short, whiny, and to the point... kind of.

And so it begins. Clocked out at work at 6:01 and made it to church (without speeding!) by 6:10. All I've got to say is that headaches and children don't mix... and 6 ibuprofin every few hours didn't even slow this bad boy down... what makes it even worse is the knowledge that I have to do it all over again... EVERY SINGLE DAY THIS WEEK. I'm already ready for this weekend to get here. The silver lining is that I know I'm making a difference in the life of a child. That makes up for all the pain and suffering. Okay, I'm out for now. Peace out, y'all.