Just Shoot Me

I'm tired.

Too much noise.

(Why do I only ever post when I'm tired and there's too much noise?)

I hit my finger with the hammer an hour ago. It's still throbbing.

Ouch.

I'm tired.

Too much noise.

So, like, when do I get a vacation? (And NO, going to the grocery store doesn't count!)

I made caramels today. Dunked some in chocolate. So yummy.

I steamed the downstairs bedroom today. That's so tedious. It'll be nice to have the upstairs domain all to myself again....ahhh....quiet.

This is how pathetic my life is at this moment: the only bright spot on the horizon is waiting for Biggest Loser to come on. Unless it's already over. Did I miss the season finale?

Oh no, a crying child! Hide me!

A crying child and blood. Welp, that's me. I'm up. Better go.

Oh, did I mention: JUST SHOOT ME?