I can’t get any freakin’ work done! I don’t wanna. 
I don’t wanna pay the bills.
I don’t wanna work on the stinkin’ IEP paperwork. Seriously, kill.me.now. 
I don’t wanna wash the dishes or fold the laundry.
I don’t wanna do my work work. Even when I’m at work. Cuz, you know, I’m kinda over this whole working for living thing. I wanna be home with my babies – see. (Who aren’t babies, but they’re MY babies so, whatever).
I wanna write. I wanna be creative. I wanna bake stuff. 
I wanna read blogs and play on Twitter all day and marvel at all the awesome women out there. Can’t I get paid (an exorbitant amount) to do that? Why not?
It’s 8 pm – do you think the kids have noticed they haven’t had dinner yet? I don’t hear yelling, screaming, or painful starvation moans. In any case, I need to get my freakin’ arse off the internets and do something productive. 
SO THERE. 
BYE. 
(I’ll be back – don’t worry. I knew you were worrried). 

P.S. I CAN say hell. See? Hell. But H – E – double hockey sticks is more fun, don’t you agree?

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3 thoughts on “What in the H – E – double hockey sticks is wrong with me??

  1. Um. I wrote this. I mean not down but in my head. This has been me for a while. I think it's sun. I need sun. And for everyone to stay out of the house for the next 5 years. ::Stomps Feet::

  2. Cute cute cute! I can assure you that no dinner by 8:00 would get you whining here, so if you need that… come on out! I heart you and your humor in this blog.-Sham-a-lam-a-ding-dong

  3. Well… I'm home and I feel the same way sometimes. I don't wanna wash one more load. I don't wanna be all night. I don't wanna go to the store. So there's that. I whine too. Just so you know you're not alone. Kicking. Stomping. Whining.

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