Nasty weather last night. Snow, wind the whole shabang. My sons 17 and 20 both over 6 ft tall have a snow day from their respective schools. I leave them for work with kisses and reminders to address a few tasks for the day. 10 hours later I get home.... the driveway hasn’t been shovelled. And, oh yes, the snow plow had been by. I’m at about 70% fury when I enter the house (after parking on the street) to find a sink full of dishes, an unvacuumed upstairs hall and a bathroom that still smells like a dirty gym bag. I am quite certain, without even looking that the laundry in the overflowing basket in Kid 2′s room has not been done.
I officially Lose. My. Shit. Seriously, my throat was a little raw when I was done.Then I took their phones and laptops and went to yoga and I AM NOT SORRY!!!!