Do you really want to hear...
About how Willa has been sick for 5 days, and woke up this morning shaking with a 103.1 fever, and has hardly eaten anything since becoming sick?
About how I am so exhausted because for the past week either Willa has been waking up in the middle of the night with fever, or every time she coughs it wakes me up, or Dexter is barking in his sleep, or the cat is scratching in the kitty litter?
About how a couple of nights ago, I closed both closet doors by accident, and the kitty litter is in the closet, and so my cat peed ALL OVER Dexter's bed?
About how my husband threw his back out, because, you know, we needed that?
About how I am in constant pain?
About how my husband STILL hasn't received a job offer, which is making us SUPER nervous?
About how last night I stayed up to watch the end of the Oscars, because I am a giant idiot, and then went in to my bedroom exhausted only to discover that my cat had puked all over my bed and pillow?
About how my cats' medication for her hyperthyroidism is making her vomit excessively, and the only other treatments are invasive and super expensive?
About how this morning Dexter puked all over the place?
About how our first "date night" in six weeks is a memorial service?
About how I found out that my suspicions about someone were true, and they hurt someone I love dearly?
Yeah, I didn't think so.
Even I'm sick of hearing me complain.