Oh crap, it's garbage night and it's my turn.
Now I'll grab my shower.
Oh crap, I have to make Pumpkin's lunch for school tomorrow.
Now I'll grab my...
Oh crap, I have to give Lucky her eye drops, and Taz his liver pills.
Finally, I can...
Oh crap, all the bedding is still in the dryer, and guess what? It's still damp!
At least I can grab that shower while the dryer is running.
Oh crap, I haven't done a blog post.
I'm going to have that shower now, cap off the night by making the bed, and then jump in by myself because IT'S TOO FRICKIN' LATE!!!
Sigh.
4 comments:
Heh. I'm sure your husband loves that our entertainment comes ahead of your sex life. :)
And, can I just say, that every time I see your header I get hungry? Because I so do.
oh I totally get that post (except for the dog part). There is always something to do isn't there.
TMI!!! I haven't felt this uncomfortable since your post with the Terrier and the jar of peanut butter!
I go to bed too late almost every night too - at 10 or 11pm I realise that there are still a million domestic things left to do before I can sleep. And I don't even have any children.
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