Ever come home from a shift where even the tiniest of extra, unexpected chores makes you want to break down and cry?
That happened this morning. Came home to find out my son had wet the bed. Had a mini melt down and instead of washing the sheets and bedding for the umpteenth time I just ordered bunk beds, brand new mattresses and a plastic mattress cover. The other bed will be by the side of the road tomorrow. Good riddance I say!