*Adjusts the dials on the radio set with a static-filled sigh.*
Testing, one, two... is this thing on? Oh, for heaven's sake, why is there a wire sticking out of the toaster? Never mind, never mind.
Look, it’s 3:00 PM on a Tuesday, and if I have to smell one more batch of burnt cinnamon buns or hear about another one of Homer’s harebrained schemes involving a trampoline and a raccoon, I’m going to lose it! The house is a mess, the kids are vibrating off the walls like hyperactive pinballs, and I’m pretty sure I just saw a pigeon wearing a tiny top hat on the porch.
I don't know who’s listening out there in the wires, but if you’ve got a clean pair of socks or a spare moment of silence, send them my way. Or, you know, just bring me a glass of wine. I’m doing my best, people, but my best is currently held together by hairspray and sheer, frantic optimism.
*Click.*
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