Broken Bones

so here's my explanation 4 my wacko life lately: my mom broke her ankle. her right ankle. now, this may not seem like a very big deal to you... WRONG!!! she can't drive, or put any weight on her ankle. which means she is incapable of doing the laundry, dishes, etc. now i'm not complaining cuz it's not her fault, but this is my list of things to do every day after school:

• Do my homework
• Practice piano
• Practice clarinet
• do some laundry
  
• do most of the dishes
• make dinner take a shower

so u can see why i might be a LITTLE too busy to blog. plus, when i'm not doing all that i'm trying to catch up on the sleep i've lost cuz now i get, like, 6 hours EVERY NIGHT. kids are supposed to get 10 hrs. so yeah i've been bust. but my mom didn't just VREAK her ankle. oh no. she broke it in 3 place AND dislocated it.