Without Mom, The Household Stops.

I've been a little under the weather the last few days (but I'm never too sick to bitch!) Still, I'm forcing myself to do the basics: attend my classes...go to the doctor...help the boys with their homework...placate Jango... I can barely take care of myself, much less everyone else. Everytime I stand up I feel like I'm going to faint.

As a result, the house has gone to the dogs (and cat). And I've decided that I don't care. If there are no clean dishes, someone will eventually wash them. If the boys run out clean underwear, they will turn them inside out, rinse them out in the sink, or (gasp!) do a load of laundy. Either way, I don't care.

I noticed that the milk jug is almost empty. If someone wants milk, they can go buy it. The store is only a mile away. Nah, I think they'd rather drink water or V8 Splash.

It's a good thing today's Friday because there's just enough pastrami left for one more lunch for Lucas. Damn, I wish that boy would acquire a taste for cafeteria food. Kyle says it's all good. But then, that boy will eat anything.

In the meantime, if the trash can overflows and stinks up the house, it's all my fault. Oh F*%#!^& well........