This week I learned about Snotsuckers.

It’s been a chaotic week (again…it’s sort of becoming a routine). My schedule is jam-packed with new potential client forms and questionnaires coming in every day. Little Man is giving me a run for my sanity with his newfound ability to throw the world’s worst tantrums at the drop of a hat. Even in the middle of the store…resulting in nosy moms seeking me out to see if I’m abusing him.

But, with every hectic week, comes new life lessons and reminders…

• You can’t change a man. Just can’t. Not gonna happen. Those annoying little habits that you so innocently overlooked when you were dating your significant other are always going to be there. Always. Ahem. Like the leavingtheclothesonthefloorwithoutlettinganyoneknowiftheyraecleanordirty habit. It doesn’t go away. And nagging only annoys certain male species. Not that I would know. About nagging. ::Ahem::

• When you actually need to leave the house by a designated time to be somewhere, everything in the world is going to come up to keep you from leaving. Having a be somewhere on time is a sure fire way to get my son to poop. Or spill orange Hi-C on his yellow shirt. Or both.

• People are disgusting. And will come up with anything. I love my kid and all, but seriously? I’d never, ever do this. Really. Never.

• Boys are boys, no matter how old they are. Want to see my not-even-three year old crack up hysterically? Say the word Weiner. Or Weinie. Or poop. Especially, poop. He thinks I’m a riot.

• Taking “personal days” to run errands may result in 70-75 emails that need to be answered. There is no escaping work. When you take a day off (which actually wasn’t a day off) to get other things done, work just piles up three-fold. And that means you have to spend another night working until midnight.

• Blog friends, are REAL. I wish I could have a big slumber party with all of my bestest blog friends. And eat Cookie Dough. And Ice Cream. Or maybe just Cookie Dough Ice Cream…nom.

• Seriously. If you are TIRED of doing something and don’t want to be doing something anymore, then DON’T DO IT. Sure, there are situations where you just can’t stop, but if you can get out of it without any major consequences then DO. Because we’re all tired of hearing you complain.

• I miss my mommy. And my daddy. And my baby sister. And all of my in-laws. And being in the south for the kickoff of the 2011 Football Season. I’d give almost anything to be among the crowd at Bryant Denny Stadium this weekend for the kickoff of the Tide’s first season after the devastating tornado that ripped our city apart this summer. Football is serious in the south. It’s almost spiritual. People don’t understand. I’ll explain it to you one day…

• And that is all. I didn’t learn much else this week. Other than that decaf coffee doesn’t work, but it does taste the same (at least, to me it does). And that going to bed at midnight several nights in a row equals exhaustion the next morning until about lunch time. And toddlers don’t understand these sleep hours. Okay. Now that’s all.

I think…