so i come home yesterday after taking care of banking, car, working, working out, grocery's...... to make dinner and i walk into messy counters and sleeping teenagers... and they ask me why i'm in a bad mood???? hmmmmmm i think it's definitely time for them to go bug someone else's mother.... i wake up this morn in a fine mood come downstairs ... and of course they have stayed up all nite cleaning.. god forbid they catch it twice... i go to get a water and there are 3 bottles left... it's only fucking wednesday... hmmmmm they wonder ... why is mom such a bitch????? i wonder too..... happy fucking hump day..... |