So it's like 4:10 in the PM and I am still in my Jammies ( that's the P to J Jammies). I don't know why I went all white-suburban mom rapper on ya'll but yes one could come to the conclusion I have gone completely BONKERS. I feel like rapping bonkers but I'll spare you-all the pain.
I woke up this morning with a LIST. The big list. The get it all done today list OR ELSE list. We'll it's the or else I am now faced with. I can already imagine Dusty strolling in the door (covered in black.... coal is DISGUSTING.... I seriously have to clean my shower (like REALLY clean it) every 4 days (the end of his shift) because it is BLACK.
SICK.
Ummm where was I... Oh yeah so he's strolling in the door and trips immediately because in front of the door is a death trap. Not really for him but just the common death-trap variety. and as he is stumbling in up the stairs (which are clean) then he will meet utter chaos. (that's an exaggeration but it does make the story more dramatic). He will then look at me (in all my beauty) and realize (hopefully to himself) that his wife, mother of his two kids, is still in her pajamas and that (sniff sniff) supper is not being prepared and well (hopefully he really is silent at this point) what the HECK did she do all day???? I will chuckle to myself and think, it's just been "one of those days".
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