I wake up at 5:45am. Ok, well my alarm goes off at that time. I try to get out of bed around that time. I put on my uniform, eat breakfast if I have time, fix Nya’s diaper bag, change Nya’s diaper, and drive to her grandmother’s house to drop her off and try to leave there by 6:45am. I take that lovely hour and fifteen minute drive to work and hope that I get there by 8am. If I don’t, oh well. I don’t miss anything. Then I work for 8 hours, maybe. Get off at 5pm and don’t get home until about 6:30pm after picking up Nya. Then when we get home, I feed her, give her a bath and play with her and try to get her to sleep by 9pm so that I can relax and eat and go to sleep by 11pm. I swear I don’t have time to relax. And I wish my day was simple like this everyday. It’s not.