Sooo - we were supposed to take off and go to Texas today or maybe tomorrow. But myhouse is a disaster - we haven't even started packing yet - nobody can find a decent shirt or pants that fit or would work for vacation. Yes - we are only seeing a redneck friend - but still.
The girls are busy cleaning - as a punishment - since Charles had a hizzy this morning and has decided he has plenty to do here and so we won't be going. This happens every single time we go to leave to go somewhere - even Manhattan or Clay Center.
The house is a mess because I am NOT a housekeeper! I would like to say that I am and would love to have friends drop over. Never happens. I am torn - do I sit on the computer and E-Bay most nights to pay the bills each month and work my full time job and make a good supper each night. Isabella is now chief dishwasher and laundry agent. Only thing is - she only does it half way. The laundry - only hers.
I guess I will be spending spring break at home torn between whether or not to just take the girls and leave and go stay somewhere or stay here and be miserable and clean my house with no help. Gosh - Just where is that damn fairy godmother of cleaning houses when you could use some help?
Ron says the time to go on vacation is when the house is a mess. We should know since ours is always that way! Maybe it is in our genes.
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