But I sure feel like one right about now. There is laundry in one enormous pile in the kitchen. There are dishes piled in the sink. There is general filth spread all over the house, and how sad is it that I can only motivate myself to focus only on the areas which are highly visible?Why is there a collection of shoes by the front door? Do we not all have closets in this house? Why is the laundry I have had done for days still stacked/ hung in the laundry room?
What did my husband do all weekend while I was working my arse off?
I swear John is gonna get it when he gets home!
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