A State of Neglect

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?