Okay, so it's March 3rd, and its snowing yet again. I am so sick of the snow but I remember being one of those people who said I wished we would get some real snow this winter. I meant 1 big snow. Not 3 big snows, 27 mini snows and 2 ice storms.
At least being in the house gives me the opportunity to write, however I have to fit my paragraphs in between being chased by two toddlers.
Aaliyah, 3, is creating a clubhouse with the throw pillows from the couch, and the chairs from her arts table. My son, Khalil, 22 months is picking up all the microscopic particles the vacuum didn't get and is making a meal of them.
I took off work so I wouldn't have to be on the rode, and so I could focus on finishing my first novel, clean the house and relax, but the Toddlers will see to it none of that happens.
My life :-(
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