Adulting is Stupid

Fracture
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IMG_20160309_145248One leaking drain…in the wall.

One homeowners insurance claim.

One giant salamander in the backyard (for treatment of water damage).

Three different companies (so far) dealt with in repairs.

One doctor pissing me the *bleep* off.

One car deceptively decent attempting to bleed us dry.

One 100* home (due to aforementioned treatment for water damage).

One new extra PT job.

Five cranky household members.

One miserable pooch.

Zero capability to cook in an already over-baked home.

One teenager eager to flee the coop.

Two exhausted adulters ready to turn in their adult cards.

Can I go back to Disney?

And never ever leave?

~le sigh~

Done.

That is me.

Just done.

 

 

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