I’m glad you stopped by. Come on in. Close your eyes when you walk past the first bedroom. It is atrocious. My college daughter, Kelsey, is in between semesters. She had to bring EVERYTHING home for a week to take it all back. The 12 year old boy sitting at the dining room table in the middle of the day is Jonathan. He possibly made an acquaintance with a young lady that is very cruel and hurtful to people. I kept him home from school today. But if he failed his test, him and his three siblings can return back to school. Delta is getting away with murder and I would like to choke her, but it might not be a good idea to touch her. My youngest son, Matthew, is having a meltdown over multiplication tables. His obituary is safely tucked away. I may need to use it at any moment. The man under the kitchen sink is the landlord and also my ex-husband. That is a double whammy. That is me with the suitcase. I’m ready to leave this madness. Hopefully you’ll get to meet everyone else later. Until then, enjoy your day.
