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The boys are off from school today so I took the day off. I mean literally, I took the day off. I'll be working this evening instead. I thought this would be a great day to get caught up on my homework.

Instead, I wake up to discover that Zack has pink eye and the washer has made a mess. Made a mess as in it has been making a mess for what might very well be months and we didn't realize it. The wall behind the washer is mildewed and soft in spots. Not good. It's times like this when I'm thankful we rent.

My voice is practically gone, which makes me sound much sicker than I really am. I actually feel just fine.

Hello, Monday!!

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"If we have to pay you 5 cents every time we pick our nose, does that mean we can buy nose picks?"

-Petey's response to my decree that every time I catch them picking their nose they have to pay me 5 cents. I'm not trying to strike up a business deal here! I just want them to stop picking their nose in public!! I thought by fining them, they'd learn to pick their noses more discretely, like in the bathroom or something. Nothing doing. They've pretty much decided that it's worth paying the money.

What can I do?