Seriously it is never ending. Who knew living life would be such hard work?
The other day I thought "Oh, aren't they so cute?"
Look at that face. How couldn't you love it. I'm here to tell you it's possible not to.
I have to say I am so proud this space has remained just like this for four days. That's a record in this house.
It kills you, doesn't it? Kills me, too.
So back to the dogs I don't love right now. Thirty minutes. That's all it takes for me to take Olivia to school and get back home. They had gone out to the bathroom so why did they have to go again in that 30 minutes? I believe those dogs were sent straight from hell to my house to make me miserable. And it's working.
(In her diaper) Roxie managed to poop and pee on that piece of insulation you can see behind the ladder. Oh, and then scatter it across the floor. Millie absolutely exploded in her kennel splashing it everywhere.
I could have killed them. I still might. Millie is banned to the outdoors until she gets a bath. She can't have a bath until I unclog the tub drain. Working on that. Oh, and did I tell you the front door knob decided to quit working this morning so I have to go around and use the heavy ass sliding door to get in and out. And it took an hour to get the dvd player hooked up so Lucas would quit bothering me about the Netflix movie he has to watch right now or he will die.
Swell. And this family wonders why I'm so damn crabby all the time.
The good part? Look at that...all that crap is gone. And I am on a roll. Anger and frustration fuel the fire and I am going savage on everything. Tune back and see what's been tossed next.
And this? See that blue tote in the photo above? Sat by the front door for a month. I forgot why. Now I know. Full with about 30 Fall jackets. Fall is over. Screwed that one up.
"Come on, Mom. You know you love me". Yes, I do, Millie. Yes, I do.