Pardon my French.
I never have time to just sit and do my usual routine (see also: park my butt in front of my computer and enjoy my coffee) anymore now that the man is home. Not like I mind, but dammit, I am tired.
Also.....I seem to have acquired another child in the past few days. He belongs to the neighbors, but I'm thinking he's going to take up residence here.
(Y'all don't think the full pantry I have has something to do with that, do ya?)