INTERNETS! Where ARE you? Come back. I've been stuck in my house ALONE for FOUR DAYS with only two children to talk to. And one of them doesn't talk yet (he's actually the easier to be stuck with). And NOBODY is around. I have read Every. Single. Post. in my reader. I have read EVERYTHING on the Internet. Every-Damn-Thing. There is nothing left for me. Can you hear me moaning piteously?
Where is everyone? What are you doing out there? I know you are all carousing, or eating, drinking and being merry. Sitting around fireplaces with glasses of wine, surrounded by family. I hate you.
Meanwhile, I am about to lose my ever-lovin' mind because I am all out of D Batteries. Now, normally, it wouldn't be such a horrible thing to be out of D Batteries. But, the baby swing. The baby swing eats them. And the fucking baby swing ran out of them at 5:42 a.m. this morning when Mamma REALLY needed to sleep a bit more (because we were UP every 2 hours) and baby really wasn't so sure about that. And, the baby swing is still out of them right now when I really wish we were napping but WE AREN'T because... THE SWING DAMMIT.
John was supposed to get back home around noon. But got re-routed (I'm looking at you fucked-up weather system) and now won't return until after 11 p.m. tonight. And, let me tell you, after four days, I had the countdown running to noon today. The countdown is NOT allowed to progress any further. That is just against the rules.
I have actually started purging the house. And that is usually not a good sign. I hope nobody around this bitch is attached to ANYTHING. Because it just might be out in the back of my car in the giant, towering "donate" pile.
Two Days, By The Numbers
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