Everything is caving in on me.

I am having a hate-my-house-who-designed-this-thing-it-is-totally-unfunctional-why-can’t-I-keep-it-
clean-I-wish-everyone-would-stop-judging-me-I-don’t-want-to-feel-like-I-have-to-prove-
myself-to-people-I-sure-hope-I-can-sell-$400-a-week-this-month-because-I-am-sick-of-
not-having-enough-$-to-not-be-able-to-spend-on-this-money-pit-of-a-house-things-were-
a-lot-better-in-utah-at-least-I-liked-my-house-and-no-one-thought-I-was-a-bad-mom day.

Nuff said.