Today...

is co-op. At my house. Which is a mess. I'm waiting for it to miraculously clean itself.

Still waiting.

My friends will still love me with a messy house, right? Well, if they don't then I'll just put them to work. That'll solve that little problem.

Actually, my sweet little ones know about the "funk" that I just happened to mention in the previous psychotic post, and {I think} they're upstairs cleaning without me. Thoughtful, those kids can be. Well, actually the littlest one is actually coming down the stairs, crying. I don't think she's cleaning. Just crying. *sigh*...again.