Well, I'm sick again. And of course I get no help with the house work. It figures I married a piggy. I found dirty socks behind his recliner. Just what you need to find when your sick to your stomach and your throat hurts. Oh but when he catches it he will be laying out dead. LOL. Men can be big baby's when they are sick. The world doesn't stop moving because you are ill.
I am currently looking around at my house wondering if I can talk my neice into doing my dishes for a couple of dollars (I don't think it will work) and reading my latest textbook chapter. I am trying to focus but it isn't working with a sore throat.
Plus side to this week is Jeff built the door on my laundry room for me like I wanted. I wanted a little room to keep my boy dogs in at night so I can keep them off my furniture. I am tired of my house smelling like dirty dog. Snoop got into the trash again and got chewing gum in my rug. Ughh. and people wonder why I am unsure about having kids. This is why.