Is it me or is the week days running longer and the weekends running shorter.

 It's like I wake up on Friday and the next days Monday. 

The days just don't  last long enough.

I work so many hours I feel like I just don't get enough time with my family. 

I get up and take my beautiful daugther to school, enough time to get myself together

and then it's off to work. By time I get back, I have about 30 minutes to spend with 

my daugther before I have to put her to bed. I'm use to spending all my time with her, 

now it's like I barely see her and I hateit.

 But the money's good and I get to buy my little girl all the things she wants.

 So I guess I better stop bitching about it and just be glad I have a job because 

I know there's alot of people out there who can't find jobs right now. 

 So I guess it's a win lose situation. Lose cause I don't get to spend all the time I want

with my daugther and win cause I get to spoil her they way she should...

aaaaggghhhhh...lol....oh well I have the best family in the world and that's what

matter's the most.