...as I must quietly oversee my current visitor as they work.
My eyelashes are twitching from lack of sleep.
My stomach is growling because all I had for breakfast was two donut holes and coffee.
My head feels a little fuzzy from insufficient sleep and food.
I'm weary from carrying a squirmy kid down the hall and from lack of sleep and food.
But I do love my job.
And I believe the children are our future.........(smirk)
While that thought may be true, the song still makes me giggle. In all it's sincerity and 80's-ish-ness.
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