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Freaky Friday

So, I have gotten almost completely caught up. Let me tell you of my great accomplishments today. Do not read any further if you are concerned with suddenly being overwhelmed with a gross sense of jealousy.

I bathed the dog, cleaned the sugar glider cage, did 4 loads of laundry, cleaned the upstairs bathroom, cleaned the twins' room, cleaned Ethan's room, put on lipgloss and mascara, brushed my teeth, showered, cleaned the downstairs bathroom, the laundry room, the kitchen, smoked 6 cigarettes, fed the kids, cleaned kid urine off the carpet, spanked Ethan twice, cleaned my bedroom, ate half a container of pringles,called the groomer to make Tanner an appt., read and commented on some blogs....
Now, what do I still have to do?

Hand out 320 newsletters for our village, clean the living/dining room, two more loads of laundry, bake some cookies, go to the tent sale at the PX, list two more lots on EBAY......

I wonder how much of that I will actually get done.

To those of you who are sad and depressed about the end of SPF, I have some extra Paxil I am willing to share for a very small fee. If any one is DEA, I am totaling kidding. Besides, I think housewives prefer ADD medication and Xanax. I know I would give away a kid to get my hands on some Xanax. Talk about some relaxation.

Alright, off to do some more shit.

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