Just so y'all know, not having a trash can is pissing me off even more in practice than it did in theory. It does not make me want to recycle. It makes me want to huck organic produce at some one.
I have a cold. The baby has a cold. We are snotty nosed messes. And I have to walk down the hall to throw out a damn tissue. Suck my dick recycling program!
Poor baby keeps waking up. J went and rocked her back to sleep. She is just a runny eyed snotface. Poor thing. Poor me because you know she will up ninety-eleven times tonight and I am already tired.
And I am still pissed about the trash can.