6:15am - My alarm goes off. I am asleep in my apartment in Sherman Oaks, unbelievably comfortable in my warm bed, and so I press snooze.
6:20am - My alarm goes off again and this time I actually get up. I get dressed, gather all of the things I will need for the next 5 days, put everything in my laundry basket, and grab my keys.
6:30am - Drive to work. I listen to Weezer on some alternative station and wake up as I drive over the Sepulveda pass and head into Brentwood where I will spend the next 5 days.
6:45am - Arrive at work and let myself in, knowing fully well that the girls are already up. My boss's cousin (who stays with us) greets me and let's me know the kids are playing on the computer (a no-no in the morning at this house) and have been since 5:30 (gasp!) when they got up (too early!). He spent the night with them last night. This is day 1 of 35 that my boss will be filming her movie and thus, not around.
6:50am - Taking full advantage of the fact that I am not technically "on" until 7am, I take a few minutes to put my workout clothes on, unpack my laundry basket, and take a second to check emails.
7:00am - I head upstairs to get the girls, but find them no where to be found. Then I remember the computer and realize they are in the kitchen. Not only do they not greet me, but they do not even look up from the computer screen! Zombies! I tell them no more computer and attempt to get them motivated to get dressed.
7:10am - Cut up slices of banana bread, fruit, and pour juice for Monkey and Z's breakfast. While they eat I run upstairs (grabbing their clean laundry from the laundry room that the full-time assistant has so thoughtfully done for me) to get their clothes. They normally get dressed before coming down, but clearly this morning is already off to an "atypical" start.
7:15am - Hear Monkey crying and walking upstairs to find me. She finds me in her room and I scoop her up and give her hugs and kisses, which seems to make the tears stop, and get her dressed. More tears because she wants to wear a black leather jacket (why she has one is beyond me) and it is 90 degrees out. We compromise that she can wear it around the house until we leave.
7:25am - Usher Monkey back downstairs to finish eating as Z is walking up the stairs to get her own leather jacket. I make the same agreement with her but she throws a fit, which I ignore. I bring her to her room to get her dressed. The girls then put on a "dance video show" for me and I laugh even though I am eyeing the clock and realizing we are running late.
7:35am - I finish putting clean laundry away as girls brush their teeth and then I brush their hair. Minimal screaming which is a good sign.
7:45am - Bring girls downstairs. I have 15 minutes to make lunches and get out the door. No one has socks or shoes on yet. I realize this and run back upstairs for socks. I then realize I have stash of socks in downstairs closet, something I was brilliant enough to think of last week.
7:50am - Go into hall closet downstairs to get shoes and socks and find Monkey sitting in there, crying. She doesn't want to go to camp. Awesome. Meanwhile Z is jumping on the furniture. I give warnings. She doesn't listen. Time out for one. I make lunches.
7:55am - End of time out for Z. I finish lunches, put shoes and socks on both kids, shovel some sort of breakfast into my mouth, and get ready to walk out the door.
8:00am - Get the girls out the door and into the car. Everyone is moving slow this morning and whining. Suddenly no one remembers how to buckle their carseat. Every Tuesday we go through this. They must forget what rules are in the 48 hours I am away every weekend.
8:11am - Pull out of the driveway only 11 minutes late. Pray that traffic on Sunset isn't atrocious quite yet.
8:15am - Traffic is moving nicely and we blast Justin Beiber.
8:25am - Pull into camp and score an awesome parking spot. Turn around to tell girls to unbuckle and find that Monkey is fast asleep. Uh oh. Sick? Tired? Too much computer? I unbuckle her and she wakes up but makes me carry her (and both lunch boxes) all the way inside and up the stairs.
8:30am - We drop off Z first and she has a fit because she wants to be dropped off second. A quick kiss and hug and I fly out the door. By the time I turn around to see how she is, she is smiling and singing at circle time as if nothing happened.
8:32am - Monkey starts freaking out as we get closer to her classroom and clings to me like a koala bear. I tell her she will have fun and I will see her later.
8:35am - Sign her in with her teacher, give her one last hug and kiss, and leave as she wails and cries. I feel a twinge of guilt for a second and think maybe she is sick, but I leave anyway. If she is sick, they'll call.
8:45am- Arrive back at house and set out for my walk/run.
9:30am - Return from my walk/run, get water, and head to Trader Joe's to stock up for the week. This turns into Whole Foods, Ralph's, and another small market.
11:00am - Return to the house to find cleaning people have arrived (yay for clean floors!) and I unpack all the groceries and throw out anything moldy.
12:00pm - I meet up with a friend for lunch. I keep my phone on me in case Monkey's teacher calls. She never does.
1:15pm - Return to house, have brief meeting with the assistant, and jump in the shower.
2:00pm - Check emails, facebook, and text my boyfriend.
2:30pm - Head to camp to pick up the girls. Sit in carpool and talk to my friend.
3:00pm - Girls get in car and we head over to the set to say hello to their mom. Both kids get carsick on the way. I make a note to keep organic lollipops in the car as they seem to help with the carsick thing.
3:45pm - Arrive on set and hang out with their mom for a bit. They get bored after about 30 minutes so we leave to go get dinner.
5:00pm - Head to one of our fave mexican food places for dinner. All is quiet while everyone eats!
5:45pm - Finish dinner and the girls say they want ice cream so we head across the street and get some.
6:05pm - Head home, stop for gas on the way. Monkey falls asleep again on the 5 minute car ride. I contemplate just putting her to bed, dirty and all, but decide against it.
6:15pm - Arrive home, get everyone (including a crying Monkey) out of car and up into bathtub. I bathe Monkey first and then put her in bed. She is sound asleep by 6:28. Definitely sick or just really tired. The morning will tell.
6:30pm - Help Z shower herself and get jammies on. Tuck her in and she is asleep before I leave the room. It's 6:47.
6:50pm - Collect dirty clothes and towels, lay out clothes for the kids for tomorrow, and bring laundry down.
7:00pm - Throw laundry in laundry room and make note to deal with it tomorrow. Make the girls' lunches and remember Z has a field trip tomorrow. Brown bag for her with lots of labels, stickers, and a note.
7:30pm - Make last preparations for the morning (we have to be at camp 30 minutes earlier than usual due to field trip) and make my way to my room to shower and watch a movie. This nanny is exhausted!
9:00pm - Check on girls, set alarm, close blinds, remember I still need to blog.
9:15pm - Throw in a load of my personal laundry, hop in bed, write blog, hoping to be asleep no later than 11, as I know the kiddos will be up bright and early just so we can do this whole song and dance again!
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