I have to pick the baby up in 20 minutes, but I may be a little late. 😅 Okay, definitely will be. Probably very late.

I have to pick the baby up in 20 minutes, but I may be a little late. 😅 Okay, definitely will be. Probably very late.

I am in the middle of deep cleaning my house. Working 50 hour weeks just has me EXHAUSTED, quite frankly, and David has been in the same boat, so things have gotten a bit behind.

Okay, very behind. Trash was everywhere, dishes piled up, there's a mountain of clean unfolded laundry on the loveseat. But I didn't see JUST how bad it was bc I haven't been able to smell anything (thanks allergies) until I woke up this morning with my nose finally unstuffed and realized my kitchen smelled like moldy toilet water. 😣 I'm ashamed, honestly. I've been so tired that when I come home from work, I just plop down on the couch and ignore everything that needs to be done because I just get so stressed.

But it's getting done now. I'm just taking a break to write this because I am so deeply traumatized by the fact that I was living in what was probably a biohazard and I was too busy with work and Isabelle to even notice. 😅😅 Jesus take the damn wheel.