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Today is Thursday.  I feel like I am sleep walking.  So much to do at work.  So much to do at home.  Yesterday was a shit day.  Everything at work went wrong, or at least it felt that way.  I just wanted to go home and sleep and then I remembered Henry had his first swim class at the YMCA.  I almost cried.  Silly, I know.  Especially silly because when do I ever get to go home from work and sleep?  I'll tell you when.  Never.  Henry and I joined the Y a couple weeks ago for two reasons.  One.  I'm getting fatter and need to exercise.  Two.  He needs to learn how to swim and I wasn't in love with the last place he took lessons so wanted to try the Y.  We joined the Y.  Surprisingly, just signing up and paying fees does not, in fact, mean you will suddenly have time to go exercise.  The only reason I remembered to actually sign him up and pay extra fees for swim class was he reminded me to sign him up and repeatedly asked when could he go to swim class.  I was so tired yesterday and just fed up with everything I considered asking someone else to take him to swim class.  When I picked him up from school though, he was so excited about going to class, I knew I would take him and I would love every minute of it.  He had a blast even though it was mass chaos and even though I was pretending to read a magazine, I was really watching him because there was so much going on, I wasn't sure the teachers would even realize if a kid or two went under and didn't come back up.  I'm pretty sure they would, but I read some article yesterday about how it only takes a second for a water tragedy and blah blah blah so it was fresh in my mind.  My plan for the rest of the week, meaning, today and tomorrow, is to survive and then hopefully get some rest on Friday night so we can party this weekend.  Maybe next week I will have time to go to the Y for me.  Maybe? 

When I drop Henry off at school he always asks for one more hug and kiss as I walk out the door and then after I give him one more hug and kiss he says, "Bye mom.  Go get some work done, okay?"  I love him.