I'm a tired mom. So you'll forgive me if this post is short. Very short. It's been a day. I did wash the dishes, and that, folks, is an accomplishment because they sat there on the counter most of the day making faces at me. I ran the hot water several times to fill up the sink, and then just couldn't get into the kitchen to clean them. It was like there was some forcefield repelling me away. Or that I have superpowers but someone has hidden kryptonite somewhere in my house and that has effectively stopped my cleaning abilities. It's a vicious circle because as long as it's there I can't clean, but unless I clean I won't be able to find it and get rid of it!
Well, whatever. My team won their football game tonight and I'm going to bed early, probably not even waiting up to hear the post-game coach's show. Which if you know me, says something. Good night!