I've been hit...
I feel like shit...
Just want some silence-
for a bit...
Ta Da, there's my poem.
It's all about how I have a cold and feel really poopy right now. My kids are running around like animals messing up the entire house that I will absolutely refuse to clean. Hubby thinks that right now is a great time to start building a skate ramp for my 8 year old. Good God, REALLY?
So, not only am I wearing a big plastic boot/cast thing on my leg for a stress fracture in my ankle, but I have he bright red, raw nostrils of an overly snotty nose. Awesome! I feel pretty.
Long story short, I'm feeling rather sorry for myself. Anyone want to join my little self-pity party? No? Hmmm
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