Please come back and see me, my personal army is running me into the ground and I fear that the threat of mutiny is a real one. Like something out of Animal Farm--or so it feels like.
No but seriously, it's sort of like an Animal Farm around here lately. Mud, food, slop, poop.
Same same, right??
Jet Pilot come home.
I am losing the tenuous hold at the helm of this thang we call our household.
Seriously sleep....come back. Maybe just for a 6 hour stretch?? PULEASE.