It's official.

I'm completly nuts.

From stress

From having 2 under 2 and not being able to please either of them

From consistent company coming over sick in turn making my babies sick.

(We have had multiple hospital stays from people coming over sick and getting them deathly ill.)

From my ever failing marrige no matter how hard we work on it.

From this perpetual feeling of me being the sole source of all of our problems.

I'm the one who flew the coo coos nest.

I've lost the marbles.

I want to drink wine in a pringles can drive around target in one of those electric carts.