stress.


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.

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