This is how I feel today. Okay, screw it...every day...
The oldest got her room completely re-made for her birthday. New paint, new bedding, new lamps, etc. She couldn't manage to keep her room nice for 3 whole days. The middle-est has no concept of "it's dirty, put it in the basement". The youngest won't put away clothes to save her life. Dishes are left where ever...tags cut off clothes and left *next to* the trash can...the list goes on and on.
I have officially grounded the girls until further notice. No t.v., no computer, no cell phones or texting. They must keep their rooms completely and utterly clean for a full week to be let out of jail. One day missed and they start over. Harsh? Don't care. I'm tired of it all. These girls get *everything* they want, now it is time for them to appreciate it or lose it. I may be an at-home mom, but I am no ones fooking maid dammit.
Maybe it's the fooking humidity sucking the oxygen out of the room...maybe it's the fact that I can't eat or drink anything comforting because I am a fat pig...maybe it's because I am forever trapped in this craphole state. Whatever it is, it has tossed me over the edge. One way or the other, things are going to change...yet again.
I'd kill for just one good day. Just one. One.
(no) Peace, (little) Love and (pissed the fook off) Zombies \IiiI