I feel like I just got off the party bus... and I didn't even have any fun.
I'm spent. I'm in "RETREAT!" mode. I'm picking fights with myself. I'm refusing to creatively break up fights between the urchins, so there has been lots of kicking, hitting, biting from the little one and lots of screeching and stomping and slamming from the big one. I'm frustrated for many no good reasons at my husband. I've taken the last few days off from work mostly to do damage control from the stomach bug we just all had but also, simply because I needed a break.
I need a break. I need to step out of my shoes right now and into the shoes of someone fabulous... like, oh I don't know... like someone who has it so TOGETHER... who IS that person?
Anyways- that's where I'm at right now.