Can I rant for just a moment here? Just for a moment, I promise. Will you please indulge me?
Do you know what I am sick.and.tired.of? Do you?
Red mud. Red freaking mud! Every-freaking-where!
Do you know what I have by my back door? Do you?
A pile of shoes. A pile. Literally.
It is physically impossible to step outside our house without stepping in red mud. Even though we have spread gravel in our driveway. Even though we have hay down in a lot of places to cover our newly planted grass seed. If there is one tiny speck of red mud between the car and the door, one of us, and sometimes all of us, will manage to step in it. And since we have WHITE CARPET in the ENTIRE house, everyone is required to leave their shoes by the back door.
Do you KNOW how stressful it is to maintain WHITE CARPET?? With a two year old and four year old, who even though you say "TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES! TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES! TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES!" run right on past you heading straight for the white carpet.
Do you know what is forecast for tomorrow? Do you? Rain.
Thank you for indulging me. Yes, you can now be dismissed. Please avert your eyes from the lady in the corner having a nervous breakdown.
6 years ago