I came home to another garbage mess tonight. I haven't even picked it up yet.
My kids left and neglected to put Moses in his crate, so he had a free-for-all.
I seriously wish I could just kick the whole darn works out right now and live by myself. Of course I'd want them to take their mess with them! I am simply out of patience with it all. It's taking every bit of restraint I have not to just start shoveling stuff out the door and lock them out.
On top of garbage, they'd cooked and left what they didn't eat out on the cupboard, so now I have tomato soup dried on to the front of my range, the floor, and everywhere else the splatter reached. There's a loaf of bread tore up on the kitchen floor, a frozen pizza wrapper ripped up in the living room, etc... It's just SO frustrating!