Off my schedule, out of my mind. Its the first week of school and now I have to get up at 6:45am, do meal planning, etc. Puke. Sometimes this stuff makes me want to run screaming into the hills.
So, I stayed way too late at my friend Kathys. Ooops. Its been nothing but stress in my house. First week of school, tension with Marcus, scheduling, forgetting to walk the dog then he trashes the house multiple times because he's a bored airedale. Also a douche-dog. Bah! Don't forget the 5,000 other things I'm worried about, like being overweight and needing new glasses. I can't sleep. My internal clock is still on summer, but the child person gets all whiny if you don't feed him. In fact, if the food isn't forthcoming, there's 2 cats, a dog, a cockatiel, & a 7 yr old all yelling at you. Every time I thought I wanted a baby (except once) I've gone out and gotten a furry one. This ends up with lots of fur everywhere, but cheaper than kids. Less work if you keep to cats.