It is 7:30 AM.
Exterminator is coming to spray the house at 1:00 PM.
House is an ungodly mess. Connor's toys are not packed away. Dishes are not washed and not packed away. I don't know if I have to clear out the closets, which are packed all the way to the ceiling with boxes of extraneous crap.
Michael is at work until 2:00 PM.
I have two final papers to write and a test to take for my online class.
I do not have a babysitter.
I have had three hours of sleep.
Fuck you, Thursday.