One more thing

I’m not sure how to say this without some of you stepping up the hate mail campaign.


The dogs.

The ones that we got for the boys?
That my husband told me I would have nothing to with and that he would look after everything?
That stink even though they get bathed regularly?
That shit so much my head explodes every single day I look outside?

Have gone.


To a new home.
For someone else to pay them the attention no one in our family did.
And most importantly, to deal with their shit each and every day.

I feel like today is the first day of the rest of my life.