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I’ve got three days left, maybe four before Dennis gets back and I don’t think I have much time to get anything else done. It’s day #7 and I still have another load of laundry to fold and put away which I ended up having to wash last night. I go to Miami tomorrow, a birthday party the day after that so nothing will get done over the weekend.

Today has been OK I guess. Jada is in daycare again (she goes three days a week), the dogs are at the vet’s getting their shots, and Maya is on her nap. I just finished wrapping all the gifts and I’m finally getting to drink the caramel macchiato I bought this morning at 9. I talked to Dennis earlier. He’s going to visit oodenstroodle (or whatever city that is) tomorrow morning. I told him he owes me big time. He was plastered when he called last night. I’m glad he’s having a good time in Germany but he owes me. I need a fucking vacation from my “vacation”!

Wanna hear something disgusting? Hell, it doesn’t bother me. Ok maybe that’s the disgusting part. I haven’t showered in five days. With everything else I didn’t even realize it until yesterday then I planned on taking a shower after the kids were in bed but I ended up falling asleep on the couch instead. Then I was going to do it this morning before getting the kids up but I should have set the clock because they were the ones who woke me up and then it was too late. Right now might be a good time. But Maya has been asleep for a long time and is probably about to wake up and once I get in there I’m going to be a long while because I need to wash my hair and shave my legs.

This is insane. And I was wanting another kid. HAAAAAhahahahaaaa!