A spoon full of Sugar and a pinch o’ Pepper

I an needing a moment to vent without apology, to release the particles into space that are clinging to lint balls of despair. I have absolutely too many obligations at this time and the inability to complete them provides me with dismal whoa about myself or perhaps that is the Ativan. One Science Project due on the Thursday for 6th grade. Laundry on coach that has been nice pressed by sleep dog cookie cutter shape sprinkled lovingly with dog hairs. Humm, do I put these away or wash the bastards again. That is the eternal question. Well nobody outside my house knows that I accidently broke my turtle’s house by trying to attempt the 20 lb glass sucker and failed. He was abiding in an blue ice cooler that had lost it’s lid and was becoming part of our yard art. I yi, yi .