I'd like to now present to you The Face of Neglect:
Yes, this is the ugly truth.
As I study for my insurance exam, several things have been ignored and forgotten.
The Brainless Pack has gone unfed.
The Feline Overlords have suffered a lack of scritches.
The Minions have remained in the dark covered in sack cloth and ashes.
My husband may or may not have left me, I can't remember having seen him in days.
And I forgot to take the brakes off of my mother's wheelchair.
My glue gun is covered in dust.
My drill is rusted.
My garden is a dry, fetid brown heap.
My house is overflowing with refuse and hoarder-like piles of stuff.
Okay, none of that is true. If it was, I'd have a license by now instead of being five and a half weeks into this unemployment thing and not quite ready for the practice exam.
Sure, I'm flippin' ACING the chapter exams, but I need to seriously concentrate and get this done.
You know how it is when you're home- where did that cobweb come from? Oh hey, I have a big list of projects I could get done! Don't you think the living room could use rearranging? When was the last time I put mastic on the roof?
Will you lovely folks excuse me for today while I wallow in annuities and endowment policies?