I don't wanna you can't make me.

I don't wanna clean.

I don't wanna pick up.



I don't wanna feed anyone.



Stop screaming.



Stop whining.



Stop yelling.



I hate this mess.



I hate picking it up.



I hate doing the stuff shuffle.



I hate not making an effort.



I want to get a head start on Monday.



I want to be able to walk straight through a room.



I want to know where my shit is.



I want to have some order.



I want to be proud of having people over.



I want my kids to learn to pick up. By example.



I want to have a warm and welcoming home.



I want to take it all outside. Dump it in the front yard and leave it there.



Well that will just leave me a mess, there. Again with the Stuff Shuffle...



Bah, bad, negative, piss ass mood of a day. Maybe a shower would do me some good. Hope you enjoyed my vent. I did. I feel a bit better, maybe I will shower, put Bagel down for a nap, and possibly pick up a few things before Spaghetti comes home.



(oh and the "Go Away" post-it has obviously been moved and the monitor is back on... I suck so bad at disciplining myself...)