Photographer supposed to be here at noon. Cleaner supposed to be here at 9am. It’s 10am and cleaner is not here.

Hubs also scheduled an in person meeting at 10am today like we don’t need to move everything out of this house.

So I’m freaking out at the cleaner and shoving everything into closets as fast as I can

Trying to see if the realtor can reschedule the photographer.

Oh and Smalls scuffed the walls and his door already so I’m gonna have an aneurysm

I had to sit down and tweet and drink Gatorade for a minute so I don’t lose it.

Okay, the cleaners came an hour late and I was able to push the photographer an hour as well. Power washed the cement in the front and back of the house, shoved everything into closets or the garage, sprayed lawn paint on the dead grass, and the floor.

We are now decamped at a park and I don’t know where anything is bc it’s all shoved into closets.

We made it back home and immediately had to move all the kids’ mattresses and crib back into their room and then attempted to drag up our Cal King mattress up the stairs, but that dead body wouldn’t go, so I gave up and TLDR we are sleeping in the office downstairs now.

I have zero idea where anything is in this house.

I ordered a grocery store rotisserie chicken thinking I’d heat up some green beans and nuke a bag of rice and call it dinner, but I passed out hard and it was like 7pm when I woke up and I found that hubs just like put the chicken on the kitchen island

And the 4 of them just like, ate a chicken. Hubs threw some raw carrots and mini peppers in there somewhere, and apparently all I did was order baked goods in the rest of the grocery order so they ate a tray of brownies.

Anyways my dinner is leftover Momlette, grocery store macaroni salad, and almond poppyseed loaf???

I literally in a haze apparently ordered a tray of brownies, almond poppyseed loaf, a blueberry bundt cake, cinnamon rolls, and donuts.

I think I must have added them all in my cart thinking I’d narrow it down at the end at checkout and…didnt?