I don’t want to get Caroline ready for her nap. I’d rather she get me ready for MY nap.
I hate the idea of cooking dinner tonight. I know. Hate is a strong word.
I’m tired of the half packed boxes of Christmas decorations in the corner of the living room. (But I guess not tired enough of them to actually DO anything about it.)
I was done with work before this week even started. It was not done with me. It is not done with me. Am wondering just when it will be done with me.
I desperately need to clean the bathrooms in this house. Any motivational tips?
I clearly need a cheese tray to go with this whine. Suggestions?
January 22nd, 2010