In recent months, it has come to light that I’m one busy, badass mother… um… yeah. No, seriously, I’m swamped, all the time. I love it, I hate it, but its the truth and I’m just kind of at the point where I am no longer too proud to ask for help. The problem? I don’t actually have enough income to pay someone on a regular basis to take some of the load off.

I need an intern.

I want an intern.

I deserve an intern!

I’m a fountain of knowledge, with so much to give someone who wants to know about Internet marketing, social media, schmoozing, childcare and light housekeeping. Oh, and, I’m not above soliciting for foot rubs and pedicures.

I am totally willing to open up my very messy home to show someone the basics of working from home, juggling a million kids, making Internet dreams come true, writing brilliant copy, washing laundry, making a pot roast (says the vegetarian) and just generally running around being fabulous and hyped up on B-12.

All. Day. Long.

Please, Tweet and pass this around to all your really cheap friends. I’m totally willing to consider a virtual internship as long as I get to tell someone what to do and they don’t try to invoice me