Things are starting to fall apart. No exercise today, and tonight I ate a greasy veggie/cheese sandwich for dinner at Waterloo Icehouse, a Krispy Kreme doughnut and a chocolate chip cookie as big as my head. Oof.

In addition to the two new dogs living/peeing/pooping in my house, I now have my two brothers-in-law here too. Hopefully their potty habits are a little bit better than the dogs. Keep in mind, we don’t have a guest room. Mr. W’s in the shed blowing up an air mattress. I do not like this arrangement but am trying my best to keep my big yapper shut and not cause any trouble. I am being driven bat-shit, and my house smells like a barn.

Have I mentioned I’ve been asked to design a program for a funeral that has been planned, and the poor woman isn’t even dead yet?! This family is c-r-a-z-y!