There are only three ways to make this work. The first is to let me take care of everything.

The
second is for you to take care of everything. The third is to split everything 50 / 50. I think the
last option is the most preferable, but I'm certain it'll also mean the end of our marriage.
Things aren't going well at all with mom today. She is just a limp noodle and wants to sleep all
the time. I sure hope that things get better soon.
The day had begun on a bright note. The sun finally peeked through the rain for the first time in
a week, and the birds were sinf=ging in its warmth. There was no way to anticipate what was
about to happen. It was a worst-case scenario and there was no way out of it.
The alarm went off and Jake rose awake. Rising early had become a daily ritual, one that he
could not fully explain. From the outside, it was a wonder that he was able to get up so early
each morning for someone who had absolutely no plans to be productive during the entire day.