One of those posts

where the glass feels very half full so Joke, best you look away.

So we’re never going to own our own home.
Jasper is on his fourth one hundreth major meltdown of the day.
I’m really hot.
And tired.
The floor needs vacuuming.
I can’t clean up from dinner until someone else anyone I empty the dishwasher.

So go visit my friend Killer.
She’s going on the best big adventure I can possible imagine.