How ironic

I'm so tired I can't see straight, stressed beyond belief, horribly irritated. The irony? My house is cleaner then it has ever been. Funny how that works, isn't it? For some reason the house is always cleaner when Jeremy is gone. The sleep deprivation comes from the fact that I have had at least one sick child in this house every day since Jeremy left. The stress? Everything that could break has including my computer. Irritation? I absolutely hate having to do all of this alone. We have a calendar on the wall so the kids can mark off the days till Jeremy comes home. 42 more days! I don't think I can do 42 more days. Right now I'm dealing with it by looking on the bright side. We had enough money that I could go out and buy a new computer and still feed the kids. I can buy birthday and Christmas presents without having to plot how to rob a bank. I don't have to cook if I don't want to because the kids are completely content with pizza and McDonald's EVERY SINGLE DAY! Not that we do that...sometimes we have Weinershitzle or Taco Bell. :) And then there's the fact that my house is clean!