This is what my current home looks like
I’ve called every friend that (normally) listens to my meltdowns, and I’ve determined that they have better things to do with their time. This includes my own mother who has found one excuse or another to get off of the phone with me, my brother who has the day of and would rather chew nails then be here, and my husband who insist he’s busy at work ( he won’t even answer the phone). Really people? See who answers next time you move 8 months pregnant with a two year old!
