My house is a disaster. My brain is in disarray. How hard is it to make cookies with your kids? How hard is it to pick up and clean? I feel like such a loser that I can't get my act together. I'm pretty sure that my husband is annoyed with me, but he won't tell me anything. It's so frustrating. I don't want to be around him because he's grumpy and short tempered, and yet I feel like I'm neglecting him -- along with everything else. Why can't I think? Why does it take so freaking long to do anything? Where did all this garbage come from?
I've done nothing today.
Why the hell wasn't I born one of those energetic people who can sew their kids clothes while socializing and keeping their house perfect and make nutritious meals that their kids will actually eat. I seriously want to take speed -- except I'm too damn smart to poison myself.
Somewhere I lost my background for my LJ and I have no idea how to retrieve it.
To do list: LAUNDRY, Dishes, wipe down stove, wiped down counters, mop floor, pick up living room vaccuum, wipe down tables, get crap out of the couches, pick up basement, vaccuum, make cookies, do homework with Merlin.
Fic to do list: Roy/Ling, Roy/Ed/Al, Pets 11, Omake for Sky which is so damn overdue that it's embarassing, Fic for Wired Lizard.
Fuck, I never wished
zalia or
stickmarionette happy birthday. I suck.