currently i want to scream.
i already did, actually. but it didn't help.
one of my children overloaded the washing machine causing it to flood our basement. the basement that has new drywall.
so my heart hurts.
and i'm angry.
said child knows. she knows too much was put in the washer but she's claiming ignorance.
normally i would call the husband and lament to him over this, but he's busy. he's at work. and it's my job to take care of the homefront. maybe i'll tell him next week when he's less busy. if he's less busy next week.
life has been going really well the last month and a half, and super well the last week. i should have expected to be hit with something sucky.
i have so many words inside. and this place seemed safe-ish to get some of them out. my own little corner of the internet. my own little corner with its cobwebs and dust. poor, neglected blog.
