When we got home, I started moving things out of the closet and discovered that our emergency supply of water had gotten squished by our Goodwill items and 3 gallons of water had spilled out.
That box is full of Daniel's hiking boots. Do you know what wet, moldy hiking boots smells like?
My condo was already a total disaster before the water incident. I am behind on my reviews and am behind on my bible study and my work and my laundry and everything else, so things are piled up everywhere. Unloading an entire closet did not help the situation.
Cleaning the closet took all of naptime, so I'm still behind on everything. Ethan woke up grouchy because his silly teeth are still coming in. Vivian's also fussy, because she's still getting over yesterday's shots. I'm not even going to admit what I saw when I looked into her mouth today. Not the beginnings of her first set of teeth. Really. Nope, no teething there.
I need a break. Just a little one. Unfortunately, so does my husband, so it's not likely to happen soon. I don't think I've ever felt so worn down in my life. At least it's 4:30, so the end of Tuesday is in sight. I just have to hang on for 3 more hours until Daniel gets home from work. I can make it. Really!