Can you hear me in the back? TESTINGTESTING...

Well fuck.

Yes, fuck.

That is how I feel about the general aura of my day (do days have auras or is is that a person thing? ...animal thing? ...living in general thing - would plants count? WHATEVER. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.). Not in an angry-fuck kind of way. More like a sigh-fuck kind of day. You know, I don't have anything I seem to want to accomplish, even though I have a to-do list several pages long (well... a theoretical list, I don't actually write shit down HAHAHA), and yet, I sit. I stare. I watch my children destroy things and merely twinge instead of actually doing something about it.

I've been browsing the interwebz (<-- I used a z, because I'm cool like that. Or at least I like to think I am.), facebook stalking surfing, and blog hoppin'. I have met my childrens' basic needs (i.e. FOOD), and even managed to stuff my face along the way. I've had way too much water though, and interupted my nothingness with multiple trips to the loo. I'm annoyed with it. I'm seriously considering catheterizing myself if I'm going to continue this health kick and all this water drinking.

My husband will be home in 2 hours and think that a hurricane went through our home. My anti-clean terrorist children have done all in their power to fuck up every.single.thing in this house. My animals got roped in to it too, I see many a dog footprint on my floor. I'm pretty sure the puppy tore up a diaper upstairs. I'm scared to go look, honestly.

Maybe in an hour or so I'll down some sort of energy drink, bribe all of my children, and kick the pets outside in an attempt to tidy before said husband actually walks through the door. Then I can tell him how completely and totally exausted I am from my all-day workings and blab about ALLLL the wonderful things I've accomplished today..

Yeah. That sounds like a dandy of an idea...

Good thing he doesn't read this blog.

And don't hate bitches, you know you do it too!