If I had a hammer

things arent quite going the way they would of I was in charge of the project. I could of had the damn room painted in like 2 hours. And had all of the crap back in his room by dinner time....So now we are going on day 2. My house is riddled with kissing spawns things all about. Nothing is in its place. And of course hubby heads off to church this morning...Guess God can work mirealces if he think he can get the room done and go to church......I hate doing this..but I may have to pick up the rollar and get er done.

I am just screaming on the inside, everything pisses me off. I mean everything. I dont know if its the added stress I am feeling since mother is here now. Or that I am so dreadfully unhappy living here. Or the fact that hubby said in 3 weeks we would have a realtor come by and give us an opioin...and that 3 weeks is tomorw and we havent got sh*t done.

All I know is my house is a dreadful war zone,and hubby skipped off to church leaving me with all the kids and even more of the mess...

I just cant do it anymore. I want this house to sell...If it doesnt and I end up haveing to down grade to an appartment till our home sells...I will not be happy!!. But it seems nothing is getting done here. There will be no way on Gods green earth that any bank will give us another mortgae loan. We already have 2 right now..So selling this house is our only option. I will not cramp the 5 of us in an apartment/condo..It is not worth it to me.

So I guess I better go and get all this stuff done. So maybe I can at least have a freaking path to walk though. ..

I keep hearing this damn buzzing sound.....It is making me want to pick something heavy up and toss it out the window, watching the window and the item smash into a jazzlion pieces.

Right now I just want to take a small hammer, and clobber it over my hubby,s head. Not to kill him, just maybe knock some sence into him...Men usaully are lacking sence. yes while the house is looking like it was ransacked by monkeys in the night, this wouldbe an excellenet time to go teach your sunday school class, as I am sure you could not call someone to cover for you ..just this one time..uh-huh..

I better go, before I say something really bad.

Toodles