Three Days In One Week Is Not Enough!

As I sit here, I am worried that tomorrow will be a snow day for my kids.  Actually, the thought never even occurred to me until several of my loving friends text to say, "You think there will be school tomorrow? Hahaha"  FUNNY PEOPLE!  Why do people hate me?  I mean I just spent two torturous weeks with these children!  They have only been back at school for two days - I don't think it is funny to joke about a day!

In addition to me being tired of all this togetherness, I have not felt well since Christmas eve.  I don't know what is wrong with me.  It's been a mixed bag of germs passing through my body.  As I sit here my stomach is talking to me!  No doubt my lovely offspring have brought this illness upon me.  I have often joked with people about creating a Lysol bomb to put off in my house during the cold/flu season.  Now, I am seriously thinking about sending a letter to Lysol requesting that they consider marketing this ideal product.  Tell me Mothers all over the world wouldn't be lining up for a Lysol bomb????  I think it would be a hit, kinda like Vick's infused Puffs!  Fabulous idea right there.  One of my children, who shall remain nameless, has been spotted walking around with one of those tissues stuck up her nose. 

I am stressed out about my financial state, as much of the world is right now.  Of course, I don't care how the rest of the world feels, only how this economic downturn is effecting me, myself and I!  Okay that is not entirely true...I do care.  I care that my friends are poor too!  Mainly I care that they are broke too because it means they are also stuck at home on a Friday night because they are too poor to go out and do anything fun and exciting.  HA!  It ensures that I have people to hang out with on the weekends.  Selffish?  Well DUH!

Oh and I am also just plain angry.  Yesterday someone I babysit babysat for canned me for the umpteenth time.  Umpteenth?  Is that how you spell that?  I guess I will find out if I run a spell check.  Weird I never really thought about how you spell it before.  Anyway, this is the last and final time they will have that opportunity because I am done, finito, screweth them!  It never ceases to amaze me how some people take advantage of the kindness of others. 

Anyway, I haven't really had anything exciting to report because of my recent cash flow situation.  I am thinking of learning to basket weave.  May be I could start my own company like Longaberger!?!  Well, its a thought anyway....I can almost guarantee my baskets would be in the "As Is" section of Big Lots - Hell, I am not even sure if Big Lots would be so stupid as to sell something I made. 

In conclusion, I am in happy happy place right now....

Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity