sleep? wtf is that?!

its amazing how i can go from a happy high one day to the complete opposite the next. i swear the world/god(s)/fate/life/wtfever hates me. i have enuf issues with sleeping w/o ANY other variables brought into play. first off ima night owl, i stay up late w/o even thinking about it. give me 3 days and ive got my sleep schedule all fucktified and im awake all night. ive been trying to fix my sleep schedule for like 3 weeks now. but i have no assistance with tamara, so it aint been happenening. so, i stay up till 2-3 in the morning, if not later, and get up whenever munchkin gets up. getting less, and less, and less, and less sleep. slowly, but surely, wearing myself out. well, im sposed to go to work tomorrow, and damned if andrew didnt wake ME up to take care of a dirty diaper. hes not working yet, hes stayin up till 5 OR LATER in the morning, and he wont take care of a fucking diaper. so yea, its now 230 in the morning, i FINALLY got myself to sleep after 1am, and he wakes me up around 2 to take care of this stupid diaper. its not tamaras fault she poopied, im glad b/c sometimes shes got issues with it. and now im WIDE FUCKING AWAKE, i have to be up to be to work on time in less than 4 hours. not to mention the fact that im sposed to drop tamara off at grandmas for babysitting.(so andrew dont have to) i was not particularly looking forward to working, but i was a little bit excited. but now....... all the excitement is gone and im just exhausted, wide awake, and seriously pissed off. i get told by dad, go to sleep. get told by andrew, go to sleep. i tried. it aint happening. so i get to go to work on about 45 minutes of sleep tomorrow. hopefully i do ok, not to mention the car ride. its not like i can call in.