im having a night.

mom told husband she’s leaving. tense house.
watching a movie in my room with the kids to stay away from angry parents and one of them projectile vomited everywhere. From my bed to the door. And let’s just say my rooms a dump right now, I’ve been packing. There’s vomit on everything.
cleaning up the vomit trying to hold back gags bc there’s chunks of yogurt getting smashed into the rug. God save me.
Take a pee break and leave the door open so I can make sure the kid and dog don’t try to walk on the vomit soaked rug. Too focused looking out the door and paying attention to them and notice the pee sound isn’t right,,,,, because im basically peeing on the floor.

I was looking forward to eating raviolis out of a can like a hobo but now I think I’ll go to bed hungry