Hazardous working conditions.
Separation anxiety has hit our house in a big bad way. Because of this I find myself sitting here in the dark next to my sleeping son trying to get a bit of work done. Somehow in the midst of sleeping the child is keenly aware of what is going on around him and stirs almost immediately. This means the minute I try to slip out of the room he starts screaming. What I would give for some sort of light. I am really not picky it could be anything that from quoizel lighting to a simple candle. Maybe I should up my fee for working in a hazardous environment. I could stub a toe or something.
Posted by LJN at 10:59 AM