I've been hog-tied and taken hostage by my ordinary everyday grown-up life.
PSA for anyone who isn't sure: three kids is a lot of kids. A lot. Of kids.
Write that down.
I haven't painted or planned or finished a single project-related thing in forever.
Also, did I mention that Handy Husband is off gallivanting about on
an extended mega vacation of epic inter-continental all expenses paid proportions a super lame last minute loooong business trip to The Lucky Country on which he happened to take my camera and the good computer with him?
Who wants to go to Australia anyways?
[INSERT QUIET SOBBING]
Please send anti-depressants and a babysitter.
But just one and make it a light beer since I'm dieting because that's what grown-ups do.