You know those days when nothing is funny, no matter how you look at it?
I’m having one of those.
I have about 10 loads of laundry to do. (No exaggeration, I switched sizes on three kids and have all their “new” laundry from storage to wash, plus the weekend’s, plus a set of wet sheets, plus a wet nap mat… get my drift? At least 10.) Something better break the ice quick. If one more crayon box, marble jar, or coin cup (filled with 500 coins) hits the floor today, I may very well scream.
You know, because I haven’t already.
If you aren’t feeling badly for me, consider this: Blaine has a meeting tonight and won’t be home for supper.
Ok, screaming commences.