Not enough sleep. Not enough ice cream.
My house still looks like we just moved in. There's nothing on the walls.
We still haven't painted the upstairs, or even started.
My chair is not even half way done getting reupholstered.
There are saggy bags under my eyes cause I've been at work too much this week.
Grahm got a $440 speeding ticket, $200 extra for the tags. (I try to tell him he isn't filming Too Fast and Too Furious, but apparently you can't argue with the "I'm going the speed of traffic" bit he always pulls.)
This week has just been the pits.
Excuse me while I drown myself in cookie dough and French fries.