April 23, 2008

SuperTiredFragileListlessExpealidocious

Ever have one of those days when, ugh, laundry? Dishes? Changing diapers? Can’t ya just hold it until your father gets home, child?

So here’s what I’m going to do. First, I’m going to suspend my guilt. Then I’m going to determinedly walk past the basket of laundry in the hall. Next I’m going to go watch the last episode of NY Housewives. Then I’ll make grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner. And when the Man of the House gets home, he can change the diapers.

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