I'm horribly homesick. It seems like I haven't talked to DH all weekend. Taryn's going through some sort of phase that's stressing him out, and I'm not there to help. Keno hasn't been interested in working the last few days - he's sulking. He's still peeing on bags. He's missing his targets. He's not listening to me, at all. My milk is drying up, despite my best efforts to keep pumping. I can't sleep. I have no car, and I'm bored out of my mind.
And I just burnt my mother effing mushrooms.
There was no real point to this post. Thank you ladies for being here for me to vent to.