But I don't have a job. I did for 2 1/2 months and then I couldn't do it anymore because my boss stopped me at work one day to tell me that I was too slow and not stressed out enough. It infuriates me just to write that because I was stressed out every f*ckibg day and even broke down crying not long before that day because my kids' sitter messaged me because I forgot my daughters bag with her diapers and wipes. So I quit that day. I couldn't handle it anymore. I was getting up at 5 or 5:30 am, rushing to pack lunches and shower, find clothes and get all 3 of us out the door by 6:30. (we were almost always late) we would walk to my oldest daughters daycare for 7 then rush to catch a bus to my youngest daughters daycare. Then I'd walk to work and get there just in time which was 8. If we were late leaving, instead if being late for work I'd call a cab so I wouldn't get in trouble. I spent a lot on cabs.
Then after work (there was no end time, because I did housekeeping in a hotel, we were done when our rooms were clean, which meant I was stressed out every day about weather I'd be done in time to pick up my kids before the daycare closed) I'd walk to one daycare, bus to the other and walk home. We were usually home around 6. By then I was exhausted and had a cranky toddler who was hungry and tired so I had to rush to get supper on the table, get them fed and in bed and then spend the rest of the time trying to clean up without getting distracted. I could not do it.