How many times can I sing three blind mice before I want to kick a puppy!?!

This week has been a tad crazy.

First: Husband's irresponsible, childless friend came to visit and crashed on our couch (which would be about 6 feet from out bed). He of course thought he and Husband were going to trapse around the city drinking and smoking pot while reminiscing.....while of course leaving me with the baby. Given that I am psychic, Husband and I had a "conversation", before he got here, about how this was not going to be the case. Of course that did not stop ICF - who has no concept of time or scheduling- from trying to get us to go out to eat 20 minutes before LM's bedtime or smoking weed in my bathroom. Good thing we are moving because otherwise there might have been a ban placed on all visitation from Husband's friends.

second: I had to report for jury duty this week. This meant two things. One: Supernanny would have to come earlier and stay later (which I hate asking her to do) and two: I could potentially lose 5 days at work which I really needed to finish things up before we make the big move. Luckily, they released me from duty due to our upcoming move out of state and that mini-crisis was averted.

Third: we are preparing for out family to come and help us move which means having 5 people staying in out little home and things needed to be tidied up before that could happen.

Fourth: LM has begun teething again and any progress made by the "best invention ever" has been completely reversed. This time though I have one added bonus. When she wakes up in the night she wants to nurse, but then proceeds to bite me over and over again. Therefore, I cannot let her nurse and must spend half the time walking around or rocking in the rocking chair...yay fun for me!! Wait I forgot, two bonuses. Now that LM has both upper and lower dentition she thinks it is awesome to scrape them together making this horrible clicking/screech noise. To me, this is like nails on a chalkboard x 1000 (I am getting goosebumps just thinking about it)....yuk. Every time she does it I just want to crawl out of my skin and hide under the bed with the dust bunnies.

Anyway, ICF left this morning and MIL is arriving sometime tonight. I would be stressed by the all the visitors, but now I will have someone else to get up with LM in the middle of the night. You won't hear me turning down free help....even if it is smoking pot in my bathroom ;)