woke up at 6:15...
had coffee and started a load of laundry...
ate some cereal and folded another load of laundry...
sorted through old Halloween costumes...
talked to a friend on the phone...
made a delicious salad for lunch...
folder another load of laundry...
went with Mr. W. and The Girl to tour a performing arts high school...
was quite impressed with the school, and asked The Girl what she thought of it...
The Girl loved it and wants to audition...
went to 5 Points and had an ice cream cone...
drove The Girl to her ballet class downtown...
did another load of laundry when we arrived home...
hung some sheets on the line...
went to Publix...
folded yet another load of the never-ending, relentless laundry...
went to put the folded laundry away, and found piles of more of the freaking *^#@**% dirty laundry...
sighed loudly...
no one cared...
started another load of laundry...
cursed loudly...
no one cared....
Stupid laundry.
Begged Mr. Wonderful to pick The Girl up from ballet for me...
He agreed...he's awesome...
Went to see if The Boy had finished his homework...
Found yet another pile of dirty clothes in his bathroom...
Cried...
This isn't funny, y'all.
Really.
Not funny at all.
