So...this is summer.
Ugh, work was a freaking mess this morning. Apparently it has recently become acceptable to leave piles upon piles of trash in hotel rooms. Apparently I am the trash man. Um, no. You have no idea how depressing it is to open a door and see a sink full of dirty dishes, and a counter top covered in Red Robin boxes and left-over Chinese. Ugh, gross. So needless to say, work was tiring this morning.
Came home to even more mayhem. Cleaning out Ingrid's room and moving Chelsea into it. And being conducted by Grumpy McGrumperson, Mayor of Grumpville. Basically, I copped out and didn't do crap all day. But somehow endured a concussion. It's true that if you don't settle down, someone will get hurt. So now I'm afraid to go to sleep. Ahh, this should be an interesting night.
OK, so this is summer? I'm not complaining, but it is going so slow. I think this is the longest week of my life. Ever feel like nothing whatsoever is going your way? I am so annoyed right now. I have a raging headache, the living room is a mess (covered in Chelsea's crap), I just painted my nails and messed them up 204598 times, and I cannot cool off. I am so hot. And the air is on. How am I going to fall asleep?
Came home to even more mayhem. Cleaning out Ingrid's room and moving Chelsea into it. And being conducted by Grumpy McGrumperson, Mayor of Grumpville. Basically, I copped out and didn't do crap all day. But somehow endured a concussion. It's true that if you don't settle down, someone will get hurt. So now I'm afraid to go to sleep. Ahh, this should be an interesting night.
OK, so this is summer? I'm not complaining, but it is going so slow. I think this is the longest week of my life. Ever feel like nothing whatsoever is going your way? I am so annoyed right now. I have a raging headache, the living room is a mess (covered in Chelsea's crap), I just painted my nails and messed them up 204598 times, and I cannot cool off. I am so hot. And the air is on. How am I going to fall asleep?
