See Mary run. See Mary take the puppy potty. See Mary wake the kids and make them get dressed. See Mary clean up puppy poo off the bedroom rug. See Mary rush through half a breakfast. See Mary run the kids to daycare, ten minutes late. See Mary speed to work. See Mary run home for lunch. See Mary take puppy potty. See Mary clean up puppy piddle on hall carpet. See Mary run back to work. See Mary run to mom in law's to pick up kids. See Mary run home to change. See Mary take puppy potty. See Mary run with kids to visit Mom at rehab facility for her stroke recovery. See Mary run kids to McD's for dollar menu dinner. See Mary run kids to Walmart for groceries. See Mary run home and unpack groceries. See Mary take puppy potty. See Mary and all the kids get into jammies. See Mary ignore ringing phone meanwhile -- it's hubby on the answering machine. See Mary realize she is out of Benadryl for youngest's eye (fire ant bite), just as she goes to call hubby back. See Mary and kids get back out of jammies and head to Walgreen's for more Benadryl. See Mary come home and phone is ringing again. See Mary get back into jammies, send kids to get into jammies, lays out clothes for everyone for tomorrow, and take puppy potty. See Mary try to call hubby at work (line is busy). See hubby call before Mary can put the phone down again. See Mary put the kids to bed.
See Mary finally sit down on her a@@. Thank God. See Mary do it all again tomorrow . . . .


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(See Lune rethink letting hubby have a doggy.)
Oh Beth, laughter is what keeps me sane. :)