Sick and Grumpy
That’s what I am today. Super grumpy, in fact. Lucas realized it was a good day to make himself scarce and actually asked if he could go to the babysitters’. Yes, wise son, you may. The midget and I are lying in bed. He’s pissed at me because I’m no fun today.
Nothing in the world makes me long to be childless more than being sick. So hard to give a damn about my kids’ needs when I feel like hell. I want my mommy.