I’m curled up under blankets and puppies in a quiet, darkened room adjacent to the kitchen and no one has needed me for almost 37 minutes.
I read the transcript from the prime time address from the Oval Office last night so I know that Hell is truly freezing over and that we now live in a parallel universe where up is down, but to be left alone to rest at dinner time?
This has to be some kind of trick..probably there are illegal field mice crossing the basement border to deal drugs to the squirrels in our attic.
This alone time must be a distraction technique. Get me all up in my head over this alone time thing, while those furry bastards are just pouring through the chinks in the fieldstone walls. That means it’s a conspiracy and those liberal snowflake offspring of mine are complicit. I knew I should have built that wall across the house and deported my kids.
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