Fact One: I have a three-year old who wants potato chips for breakfast.
Fact Two: I stepped on a melted chocolate chip somehow in the kitchen, and unaware of the brown goo on my foot, proceeded to walk directly to the master bedroom, where there is VERY light carpet...
Fact Three: I just cleaned my house before the maid service comes today. Does that make me strange?
Fact Four: Said Three-year old is not potty trained yet, and he currently has diarrhea.
Fact Five: I filled a construction grade 30-yard dumpster to the brim with household junk, and I am about to order ANOTHER one.
Fact Six: I'm still in my PJs.
This is shaping up to be an interesting day.
1 comment:
LOL hang in there! It will all be over soon. :) (btw, my word verificiation is comfug - I'm rather disturbed by that...)
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