Shit Stinks

So. The Mr. is working in the City for 3 days, 2 nights. It's super fun being 'single mom.' Esp when I'm working full time, having crazy anxiety attacks and missing my momma.

:(

Yesterday it took all my strength just to get through my day, and I was so excited to pick up the boys. We get home, and I realized the instant I walked in that the pooch had shit in the house. Walked down to Manland, and realized he dumped in 3 spots. On the carpeting. I just walked right back upstairs, shut the door and had a lovely evening w/ the boys. Deal w/ it later.

Funny thing is? Just on Monday, I was looking to buy a SpotBot. Mr. Kiss put the kybosh to that idea. I was thisclose to leaving the shit on the rug for him to clean when he gets home - on Thursday - but I'm not that feral.

Carry on, dinner is pretty fun (for once?) and Big Kiss decided he'd play w/ his 'baby blackberry' while I gave Lil Kiss a bath. We're playing, enjoying the splashes, he is giggling like CRAZY and just lovin it. Then? He stands up, pees, and then craps. Right in the water. At least it was a solid poop, for real. What did this mom do? Picked it up, bare handed, and tossed it in the toilet.

Grooooooooss.

We disinfected and got his jammies on - and then he decided he needed to cry it out for bedtime. Awesome. I just let him, as I had other shit to deal with (literally) and take the trash out and - oh - drink a beer. It was a beer kind of night!

I finished some laundry, had popcorn w/ Big Kiss, and called it a night.

I'm pretty sure I need a break. Like tomorrow not go home right after work or something.

We shall see.