So a few weeks ago I cleaned my entire house from top to bottom and went to bed exhausted but feeling GREAT about it. The next morning I woke up and started my normal routine. After a 5 minute struggle with my toddler to brush her teeth, she ran off to go play in her room. Seconds later she says, “Mommy! Poopies!” Answering her from my room, I say, “You need to poopy?”. She responds, “No, POOPIES!” So I walk to her room to find that our dog took a massive POOp in the middle of her room!!! My meltdown meter went to 1000, and I texted my husband to please put the dog up for adoption immediately because…”I JUST CAN’T!!” That day I needed a bailout from life, and I got it. I called my next door neighbor to vent about the madness and she came over and offered to watch my daughter for a few hours so I could get out of the house and decompress. We didn’t give the dog up for adoption and it was a shitty day, but who hasn’t has a “Marley & Me” moment. What do you do when you “just can’t”?