I'm done, except for the socks, but I just can't do anymore.
I don't have the patience for this.
Why is it that my kids are the ones who suffer when there's something I don't want to do but have to?
I need to hire someone to be grumpy to. That way my husband and kids will be spared the wrath of my immaturity.
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