I'm so done. Today has been one of "those" days. A mucking around in the deep muddy trenches day. A day when there hasn't been a minute to myself. A day when the big boys have been trying my every nerve and the baby has been miserable with a tummy ache (or something). A day when the word exhaustion doesn't even come close to the level of fatigue I'm feeling. A day when I have disciplined every which way with no real results. Today is still going on, but I am SOOO done. I have pretty much checked out. I am doing some computer therapy while Chris switches between dealing with naughty boys who won't go to sleep (after a day with no nap - overtiredness, yay!) and soothing a baby who won't stop crying. He is soon to be as spent as I.
And we argue on days like this. And I think, how on earth am I to manage? My house is a disaster, I have a million things to do, my kids are driving me nuts, my husband and I are doing useless bickering, and I really just want to sleep for about 3 days straight.
So boo-hoo. Poor me. Now I will go suck it up and move on. I do know that I am blessed, and there are people out there who have much more to deal with. But sometimes I just want to feel sorry for myself. Thanks for listening; have a nice day. Oh, and I'd appreciate any spare prayers.