I'm too tired to name this post

It's 11.30 pm right now. It is another night of playing house and IT SUCKS. I have just spent an hour trying to get the niece to go to sleep; reading, singing, singing some more but nothing works. She is just not tired. Her dad looked me straight in the eyes when I picked her up and said she did not take any naps today. I have a seriously hard time believing that right now, as she is wide awake close to midnight. So I finally gave up and let her go back to the couch to watch a movie. Only to find out that one of the dogs has peed on the couch. I was too busy with the child to let them out, poor ones, and they took a sweet revenge, f#$@%#ing ones. I honestly don't care. I will simply ignore the stain while I hide behind my computer screen. The thing is, I have to get up in the morning. I have to go to my new job Day #2. And yes, that means that today was Day #1 at the new job. You assume right if you assume I am tired right now. So GO TO SLEEP child. Or COME HOME husband.
I am letting ToyStory 2 do its thing until either of those happen. But then right when it can't get more frustrating, there is that little voice saying: "Auntie Cecilia, can you please come" and I come over and she hugs me tight.