I woke up at 6:22 this morning, thanking God for the chirping birds and the cozy rainy day (Yes, I actually do that; call me a freak if you want to
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). As I stepped out of my bedroom, I was greeted with a little voice saying, "Mommy, I puked." She had managed to hit her bed AND her sister's bed, which is about 5 loads of laundry right there. And the carpet... that carpet has not even been installed for 19 hours, as I type this. We just had it replaced yesterday.
So, anyway, at 8:42 am, I have already scrubbed and shampooed carpet, stripped beds, started laundry, cleaned myself and a child, got two other children dressed, and cooked eggs. If my husband tries to tell me how much his desk job stinks today, I think I'm gonna tell him where to stick it. Well, okay, I won't ACTUALLY tell him where to stick it. But I will FEEL like telling him! So, there!
Good morning, Everybody!
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