No Time

I have a lot to write about in regards to our rodent problem, my car accident on the way to The Nutcracker, why I’m canceling every fun activity from my children’s lives to make them happier and the roofing project going on two inches from Magoo’s bedroom window.

However, I’m too busy cleaning vomit out of people’s eyes, scooping it out of car seats, rinsing out barf bowls and trying to buy a Lysol car bomb online.

I still wish a biohazard suit had come with THE BOOTS.

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