Monday mornings after a non-custody weekend always start with me cleaning up evidence of the weekend debauchery.
Gotta put the weed up.
Gotta pick up the discarded clothes all throughout the house.
Gotta get rid of that condom wrapper, and put away the pull-out bed.
Gotta discard of all those empty bottles of booze.
This weekend was especially crazy.
Gotta live my life while I can. 🤷🏻♀️