Seriously, where does it all get us? The laundry, always gets dirty again. The coffee table always gets littered again. The animal fur always re-applies itself to some other surface. The dishes always get dirty again. The tub always gets a ring again. I feel like a rat in a cage on days like this. I work all day, on my day off, for what? To do it all over again the next day? And yet, there are no other choices. Sigh. So, tired, and wishing I had a maid! Or a difficult child who loves to keep the house clean, and NO is not his middle name. Or maybe a stay at home "house husband"? Can I rent those? Oh! My favorite part! My puppy chewed 2 of the vertical slats off of the blinds in the living room, and ate the crotch out of my new blue jeans. Sigh, again.