Sometimes, I get to the end of the day...

[wesleysgirl]

...and I just don't feel like I accomplished anything.

Which is a totally inaccurate feeling that doesn't have much to do with reality, but it's still there, you know?

I mean, I sent my son off to school with a lunch and a snack and his homework. I ate a proper breakfast (toast) and lunch (macaroni and cheese). I baked chocolate chip cookies (but didn't eat any, I didn't really want them, I just wanted to bake). I went to the grocery store and did a week's worth of grocery shopping. I wrote 1000 words. I medicated the cat, and fed both of them, twice. I met the boy getting off the bus. I supervised his doing of homework, and provided a snack. I made dinner. I took a shower. I spent 28 minutes on the phone with my mother.

And yet, I feel like I did nothing.

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[felisblanco.livejournal.com]

LOL

I admit I might be projecting. Been waiting for hours for hubby to come home only to have him say, "I have a 50 page paper to beta. Promised to have it done tonight." *headdesk*

I have needs! Needs that are not being taken care of! I'd return him and ask for a refund but it might be awkward explaining to his mother why I want my money back. *g*

[zortified.livejournal.com]

I've told my mom-in-law several times that I want to return my spouse, but MIL always says the warranty has expired and I'm stuck with her.

I'm pretty sure I bought the extended warranty. But I can't find the paperwork...

[felisblanco.livejournal.com]

Haha, mine said the exact same thing when I complained about her son's once smooth chest and back suddenly starting to sprout a jungle. Seriously, there was no hair there when I got him! Now he looks like Peter Sellers' and Robin Williams' lovechild.

The plan is to bring out the wax some night when I've got him tied up, thinking he's in for a very different treat. *evil grin*