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I was woken up at 2:30 this morning by a fire alarm right outside my door. Quickly I put some clothes on and went into the hall...nothing seemed wrong, but it is a 10 story building, so I go outside and there are others all gathering outside. I figured the best thing to do was get my car out of the garage just incase there was something going on. I drive down to Matts work , and the officer on duty said that someone had called the fire department because they smelled smoke, but there was no fire. I was so sick and nauseas last night it wasn't even funny. I should be over this by now!
I get home around 5am this morning, and my kitten paprika decides to start her "I hate the world rant" where she crawls under the bed out of reach and constantly growls, then whenever one of the other cats comes over she hisses and spits at them like crazy! I have no clue what's causing this reaction out of her recently, but goddamn it this is the third nights sleep I've lost over it!
Poor Matt tries to wake me up when he comes home, but that just wasn't going to work with how exhausted I was.
I do however wake up to Pickles knocking over a half can of 7up left on the tv stand...so I was again jolted awake running to find a towel to clean it up with before electronics get wet.
My house is just a complete mess this morning. I am looking around and have no clue how it even got this way. There are cigarette butts, soda cans, and drink bottles thrown all over the place. Dirty socks all in the living room, nothing is organized, the bedroom is over flowing with dirty clothes, my bathroom needs a serious scrubbing, and dishes need to be washed.
I know part of this is my fault for not keeping up with it, but I get over whelmed! There are certian thintgs in this house I can't do while pregnant.
I can't use the chemicals to scrub everything in the bathroom, (and have yet to buy those organic cleaners). I can't do laundry because its at the end of the hall down flights of wet concrete stairs The baskets are always heavy with clothes, and I just don't feel safe walking down all those stairs with my hands full. I can't clean the cat little box, although I wish I could! and I can't take out the garbage, because its heavy and the dumpster is all the way up the hill.
I am so aggravated and frustrated, I feel like it's an ongoing battle that I just can't win! I know that part of the mess is my fault also, and Matt works very very hard for me. I just feel over whelmed by the mess and chaos taking over my house.
I get home around 5am this morning, and my kitten paprika decides to start her "I hate the world rant" where she crawls under the bed out of reach and constantly growls, then whenever one of the other cats comes over she hisses and spits at them like crazy! I have no clue what's causing this reaction out of her recently, but goddamn it this is the third nights sleep I've lost over it!
Poor Matt tries to wake me up when he comes home, but that just wasn't going to work with how exhausted I was.
I do however wake up to Pickles knocking over a half can of 7up left on the tv stand...so I was again jolted awake running to find a towel to clean it up with before electronics get wet.
My house is just a complete mess this morning. I am looking around and have no clue how it even got this way. There are cigarette butts, soda cans, and drink bottles thrown all over the place. Dirty socks all in the living room, nothing is organized, the bedroom is over flowing with dirty clothes, my bathroom needs a serious scrubbing, and dishes need to be washed.
I know part of this is my fault for not keeping up with it, but I get over whelmed! There are certian thintgs in this house I can't do while pregnant.
I can't use the chemicals to scrub everything in the bathroom, (and have yet to buy those organic cleaners). I can't do laundry because its at the end of the hall down flights of wet concrete stairs The baskets are always heavy with clothes, and I just don't feel safe walking down all those stairs with my hands full. I can't clean the cat little box, although I wish I could! and I can't take out the garbage, because its heavy and the dumpster is all the way up the hill.
I am so aggravated and frustrated, I feel like it's an ongoing battle that I just can't win! I know that part of the mess is my fault also, and Matt works very very hard for me. I just feel over whelmed by the mess and chaos taking over my house.