Work Life is an Enigma

...well, not really, but sort of.

Client meeting. Rush. Afterhours. Must.get.to.the.City. Thing 1 is on a playdate in whoop-whoop Evergreen. Thing 2 is at a playdate in Willow Glen. La Gringa went to pick up Thing 1 and, well, I thought she was going to pick them both up.

I am half-dressed, one eye make-uped, hair half up in rollers when it hits me: SHITMOTHERFUCKER.

I go running out the door, snap this photo in the car on my way to get Thing 2; got to love the empty car seat in the back.

I am not great at the work/life balance thing this week.