I’m burnt out. Done. Kaput.
I’m sick of trying to keep a house that holds seven people, 5 cats, a dog and some turtles clean. Especially when the two legged variety seem to have no hands. Help isn’t a word in their vocabulary, no matter how often I try to explain to them what it means and how to do it. They just watch as I unload the dishwasher, vacuum, dust, fold laundry etc, all with a deer in the headlights type of a vacuous look. Although, now that I think about it… I think it’s a ploy. They know how to do everything. They just want to make me do it. Assholes.
I’m exhausted from the constant fighting with a particular child that lives here. It makes existence within these four walls quite miserable. It’s horrible for everyone.
Laundry has this vicious way of never ending. You think you cut the head off the great laundry beast yet another 2 or 3 immediately grow back in its place. Those piles of dirty clothing are exceptionally fruitful and boy, do they multiply. One dirty shirt can breed tons of socks and pants with mud stains like no ones business!
The “at least once a year alone vacation” pact that my husband and I made in bodily fluids…BLOOD people…when we were first married…almost 8 years ago. That mission self destructed when our plane entered American air from Mexico, 7 long years ago. Yeah. We haven’t been away together, alone, since December 2002.
Dishes constantly needing to be washed or unloaded. Pots and pans needing to be scrubbed. Floors vacuumed. Breakfast. Lunches. Dinner made and fed to complaining and ungrateful people.
My mom is sick. I hate Business Law class. I’m worried about my children. I freak about bills. Panic mode has kicked in.
I’m emotionally exhausted. Physically exhausted. Mentally exhausted.
And man, can I complain! Very well, might I add.
Calgon isn’t the answer.
Drugs aren’t the answer.
Vacations? I need one quite desperately, but I’d still come back to the same mess.
A robot. For sure. Make that a few.
Someone to wait on me, hand and foot? I think I’d have to slap them. I’m not into the doting thing, that would annoy the piss out of me. But a mani/pedi would be nice.
Actually, I don’t really know what I need. I just needed to complain. Because, I don’t know if I mentioned how tired and burnt out with my life I am.
Did I mention that? Yeah, well. I am.
Yes, there are lots of good things going on though!! By Friday, I’ll be listing a review/giveaway for the Baisey and Paisley children’s books. Which…are awesome. We love them here!!
I’m also getting a decent grade in my Creative Writing class, which I’m very happy about. Even though I’m FLUNKING my Business Law class, I still enjoy going to that class.
My oldest son is doing better in school!! My mom is feeling better…kinda.
So yes. There are good things.
Ok, maybe Calgon might work. It’s less expensive than going on a vacation and yet it does make promises to “take me away”! Sadly, the only working bathtub we have is in the kids bathroom. And despite the promise that Calgon makes, the kids bathroom isn’t far enough away to risk getting a bladder infection. That would just be another thing on my list to complain about.