I slept in until 1:00pm today. Why? Because the homeless person (who is my sister's boyfriend's best friend... yeah.) that my family is helping out has a job at target that starts at 4am. We live about 30 minutes outside of town so that means I have to get up to take him to work at 3 am.
We have 9 dogs and 6 people living in our 4 bedroom suburban house. 7 border collies, a pug and our hobo visitor's chihuahua mix who is intact and tries to attack Sadie and Riot every time she sees them.
My oldest sister is literally crazy. A few years ago she had a brain lesion caused by her MS, and went completely off the deep end. She tried to flee the country, thought her purpose in life was to assassinate Michael Jackson (no idea if he was actually alive at that point), thought she could do magic, destroyed her iPhone because she thought the government was watching her, punched a cop and tried to commit suicide. She was fine, for awhile. She even thought she was "fine" enough to have a baby (big mistake IMO, but Mattie is great), and now it seems as though it is happening again. Less severe, but now she is determined to become an accomplished musician, which would be easier if she had some actual musical talent. The most alarming is that Mattie has been her second priority lately, to the music, and it's so bad that my mom had to come out to live here indefinitely to take care of Mattie, and Karen.
Also I think that all of this stress may have triggered some sort of immune system fail, because I've been sick with all sorts of different things for like a month.
All this while we're planning a litter. We are insane people.