Ok, I'm back. Just wanted to express to the world how tired I am and provide justification as to why. One of my sons (yes, I have three) had a football game that I had to try two hours to get to. Left the house at 9:00am...didn't make it back home until 5:30pm. Yes, 8.5 hours for FLAG football. I have no idea who in the world created this season's schedule, but they need to be slapped...twice.
Now, I'm expected to keep some peace and quiet, but guess what? My kids decided to emulate John Cena and all the rest of the WWE crew and have a full out death-match in their bedroom. Of course, someone ends us crying and CONVENIENTLY, Hubs is sleep....Guess who's not getting any rest...
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