really really hate it. The dust is never ending! So is the cat hair. And if ds doesn’t start flushing the toliet every time I’m going to hurt the child.
I haven’t stitched in days. I haven’t had time to read anything but the newspapers…
I’m taking the month of April off. Or I’m hiring a maid. Nevermind, I’ll do both.
So to summerize, I’m alive & I’m pissed off. That is all.