Two sleeps
I took matters into my own hands at 5am this morning. In an effort to slim the variables, to keep my joy intact, I threw away the remaining 30 pieces of a FULL bag of macaroni all consumed one handful at a time yesterday during the lunch hour... in a very annoying munch session. I, also, hid the mother of all bags of spaghetti noodles, cause dear lord I'm going to lose my shit if those punks start on that bag next. Two more days. Two more days. Two. Days. Two. Sleeps. Then. Joy comes.
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lmao awesome!!
lmao awesome!!
Isn't the count down sad? I
Isn't the count down sad?
I remember the last time that YSD stayed with us. (Over a year ago) and I was counting down the days until she was gone. Until I could take back my house, my couch. Not have to cook for and clean up after another person. To have my DH back- acting normal again...
THEN DH said "YSD is staying 2 more days and MSD is now coming over". Seriously sent me into CRAZY WOMAN mode. No joke. I flipped out! It was like 1 hour before he was suppose to be taking her home.....
LOL!! So weird - noodles???
LOL!! So weird - noodles???
I know!!!
I know!!!
Uncooked noodles?? How could
Uncooked noodles?? How could that possibly taste good? I do believe that is the craziest thing I have heard yet. I don't blame you I would have thrown them out to (on the sly of course
A whole bag!!! I know. Weird
A whole bag!!! I know. Weird as heck!!! And they say bio mom does it... And step dad too. Ick. Of course they do it. It's annoying. And gross. Haha. Why should I be surprised!!!
No one has been in jail. I
No one has been in jail. I can't explain why the adults do it (bio mom & her husband) but as for the kids, I thought they did it bc they are left alone a lot without supervision but when they said everyone eats them, that theory was blown away. My kids would never even think to eat a macaroni noodle. Let alone a bag of them. A spaghetti noodle. Sure. They're thin. But a macaroni. By the handful. Weird. And cry when you are told to find something else. Ugh.