Had a full-blown Monday today.
Woke up eager to begin some spring projects. Sat on the couch to “check Facebook” for a few minutes and totally fell asleep.
Woke up an hour later, mentally scrambled and behind, to a messy house, dishes stacked in the kitchen and everyone’s hungry.
Mom fail. #IDontWantToBeInChargeAnymore
My husband, bless his sweet heart, threw out his back epically bad. I mean like, “Honey, help me button my pants because I am holding on to the wall for dear life because if I fall, I will NOT be getting up again.” kind of bad.
So, there was that.
And then the kids…. Dear Sweet Moses in a Bulrush Basket, the teens who know everything.
The kind of conversations where they argue but aren’t arguing while they are arguing about not arguing until my brain hurts and I want to just make them sit in a corner until they are 30.
Somebody ground me. Please.