Iiiieeee

Oh God, oh god, oh god, oh god!

Mom's on her way.

And the house is a mess with only 2 days to clean. And I'm out of advil, suffering alone with a killer migraine watching extremely bad tv at the lowest volume possible. And KC's been complaining all day and now ... Now I've got to perk up, get with the progam and get my house up to Mom standards.

Sane? I think not.