It is almost 4.
The house is a mess.
Abigail is a mess.
Ellie won't sleep.
Dinner...? Please, I have no idea. And... we really just had lunch.
I'm still in my workout clothes.
Don't get any crazy ideas though, I never actually made it to the gym.
Abigail has watched more on netflix than I will admit to even myself today as I have been holding, feeding and soothing Ellie for most of the day.
The distinction between clean and dirty laundry is so blurred that I am just going to have to start all over again. All because I never actually folded and put things away after finishing washing everything.
All of this after last night, I lost more than half of the photos of a wedding I spent most of the day Saturday photographing.
Heaven Help this house tomorrow. Let's hope things go a little more smoothly.
Take it all in stride, right??
Now someone please bring me my bon bons.