Here I am a day late and a dollar short! Does that make sense? No. I missed my Monday deadline because I just could not get it together. Spring Break was great give or take a working husband and some sick kids but all in all it was a really nice trip. Then we got home. And my family was still around. Like my kids still lived with me and my husband still spoke to me. The fucking nerve of them. Leave me alone!
We got home on Thursday night and by Saturday afternoon I was done. Done being asked questions. Done being touched. Done feeding ungrateful assholes three meals a day and forcing antibiotics down their throats. Done hearing loud noises. DONE! Getting in the car and fleeing to Wisconsin alone. DONE!
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