Here at work, it's gotten to the point where it might be a good idea to wrap a few things up so as not to miss deadlines while the boss is out.
At home, it means that every article of clothing I've worn since Sunday is in a heap on my floor.
Websites I normally frequent have such a backlog of info and news that I don't know when I'll be able to catch up! My car survives on gasoline fumes! I don't know where my sunglasses are! I've fallen asleep on the couch the last two nights!
I WASN'T EVEN THE ONE THAT HAD A CHILD. THIS MUST CEASE. I NEED ORDER.