I've written previously about my lack of luck when it comes to babysitters.
After that spasmodic episode, I thought my babysitter shortage had ended. Oh how wrong I was. Woefully, spasmodically wrong.
I am working in an office one day a week for a few months on a new campaign. I'm excited. It's the perfect way to ease my way back in, and it's an awesome company.
I had a babysitter lined up this week. I sent her a text last night to clarify what time I would need her to start, and what time I would be home. It was then that she told me she had to leave at 12:30pm.
Awesome. Tiny can just hang out in the house by herself for the rest of the day. Fantastic. There's nothing like Tiny babysitting herself. It's worked well previously.
Now it's back to the drawing board of babysitters. Bah humbug.
Btw - did you ever read The Babysitter's Club? Gulp.. I did.
image via the Other Erin.