Well, today was another one of those days. You know the kind. Let me give you a whiney recap.
Hubby out of town -- again. I was never meant to be a single mom. I tip my hats to those who have to do it all the time. I am ready for hubby to come home.
T cried NONSTOP from the time he got home from school until bedtime. Because I wouldn't go buy him a Komodo Dragon. Right. That. Second. (or ever if you ask me)
J's knees are all torn up from CRAWLING around the track on at school -- just to be funny. So he is walking around with robot legs. And of course, it HURTS! A LOT!
R insists that I am nice to everyone except him and why don't I let him do this or that when his brothers could. (oh yeah -- and now he has pink eye)
B? Let's just say she found my make-up while I was at J's concert and S was supposed to be watching her. She painted her lips quite nicely. I haven't even gone upstairs to see the mess. Oh -- and lest I forget, she cut her hair. Just as it was starting to grow out from her last hair cut! This time it is worse, and I shed real tears.
No one is able to sleep, everyone is whining (a little like mom).
S says he doesn't want to go to the "once in a life time" scout camp (I think because we are making him earn the money for it)
J's asthma is out of control. T isn't getting better.
I can't get enough sleep -- even when I really do. And I just want to bury my head in the sand like an ostrich. And cry. For a long time.
The laundry? INSANE! Literally.
But the thing that I pretend makes it all better? Right here, baby.
The box is almost gone!
I keep singing in my head "The sun will come out TOMORROW"