Big Wheel Keep on Turnin'

So I'm working two jobs again. Lucky for me, this time it doesn't involve slinging liquor to pompous, belligerent, chauvinists. My soul is still marred from that ungodly period of life. Unlucky for me, it's still a second job. And it's labor intensive. I am nearing the level of exhaustion that I felt as a new parent. Where everything is somehow funny, but you cry instead of laugh?

Ah, yes. And I must somehow keep it together for Presley's sake. In his little world, there is never an excuse for slowing down. I might've put in 14 hours today, but dang it, I'd better have it in me to play Legos. And tickle him. And console his multiple bouts of blood curdling screams throughout the night and wee hours of the morning when he has nightmares.

Boy, am I tired.

I actually wrote down my schedule today, just to see it on paper. It put everything into perspective. Wednesdays are alternating, which is why they're in parenthesis:

M-T-(W)

6:30 am - Wake up

6:45 am - Wake up again. Cry a little.

7:00 am - Shower, get ready, cuddle Presley

7:55 am - Drop Presley off at school

8:10 am - Get to work. Late. As always.

5:00 pm - Get off work

5:15 pm - Pick Presley up from school

5:30 pm - Change clothes, cuddle Presley, eat if time allows

5:45 pm - Drive to second job

6:00 pm - Start laboring in sweaty warp-speed

10:30 pm - Get home from work

11:00 pm - Grit teeth through the soreness

12:00 am - Pass out

2:00 am - Console Presley back to sleep

2:15 am - Pass out

4:00 am - Get Presley back to sleep. Again.

4:15 am - Pass out

(W)-T-F

6:30 am - Wake up

6:45 am - Wake up again. Cry a little.

7:00 am - Shower, get ready, cuddle Presley

7:55 am - Drop Presley off at school

8:10 am - Get to work. Late. As always.

5:00 pm - Get off work

5:15 pm - Pick Presley up from school

6:00 pm - Cook dinner

7:00 pm - Clean up dinner

8:00 pm - Bathe Presley

9:00 pm - Tuck Presley into bed

9:30 pm - Go to the gym

10:30 pm - Shower

12:00 am - Pass out

2:00 am - Console Presley back to sleep

2:15 am - Pass out

4:00 am - Get Presley back to sleep. Again.

4:15 am - Pass out

And . . . REPEAT.

Shouldn't I have more to show for this? Oceanfront property? An oiled-up sexy Latin manservant? Anyone?