Mommy and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Usually, my posts are on the positive side. Not today. I have been having "one of those weeks". The kids getting into things that they shouldn't. Them demanding things of me. Me feeling under appreciated by everyone around me. Homeschooling. And it just seems to get worse by the minute. I know it is a sin to be having a pity party. I have been crying out to the Lord to help me be content, and to see the brighter side of things.

I have been extremely impatient with the kids, and am sad to say my own husband. No PMS isn't hitting me. It is just being overwhelmed with all the responsibilities of life, and feeling like it's all up to me for some reason. So as you can see, this gal hasn't got it all together. I just like to post the things that make me smile, so I won't go completely bonkers!

Last night, I sent the children to bed early. I myself went to bed early hoping that would help. I got up refreshed ready to start the day. Things were going well. Until...

Sweetie wanted to call Nana to chat with her. That's fine. Well, Nana, wanted to talk with me after Sweetie and her were done. Nana and I got to talking about the current events of the election, and Sweetie and the rest of the bunch all sneaked outside. (Normally no big deal. But I had left paint out there from the day before. We had been painting our solar system for school)

Sweetie, Bean, and Tiny Boy got into the paint, squirted it *everywhere*, rubbed it everywhere, and thought it would be great fun to paint the dog as well.

I captured the pictures, but I didn't see the humor in it. I had *so* much to do this morning. I wanted to exercise, do school work, yada yada yada. Now I have laundry (which I had caught up on over the weekend) three children to bathe, plus a dog. And the dog is a special case. I need to put his flea treatment on him, but he needs to of been water free for three days so the oils in his skin will help pull the treatment in his skin and stay in. Something has *always* been happening to keep me from putting the stuff on! So fleas are ever populating him.

All the stress from the past week just came toppling on me, and I reacted badly. Very badly. I threw them all in the tub, called my mom up and begged her to come and help me with the kids, all the while bawling like a kid myself.There is just so much that I need to do. It seems every time I get caught up on something, something like this happens, and makes me behind twice as much as I was before I had gotten caught up!

For instance:

The laundry room is atrocious, and it takes me forever to do laundry because I have to go through an obstacle course to just get to the machines.

I cleaned the dining room, where we eat, do school work and art on Saturday. It is now a mess, because projects from others are strewn across the the counter top, and I can't move them or else I'll get into trouble for misplacing something. Thus it makes it hard for me to do things such as school, and art projects. Or cooking. Or baking bread, that I haven't baked in a few weeks.

The bathrooms need a scrubbing down, even though I cleaned them Saturday, because the paint is all over the bathroom. Someone decided that they needed to go and get a towel to clean themselves up. So green paint is all over the white cupboards, and towels.

Since the dog needs a bath, he is going to turn the tub extremely dirty and it will cause me to have to scrub the tub, yet again. Only thing is, I have run out of tub cleaner, and I don't have time to run out and buy some because of all the other stuff that needs to be done.

So where does school come in? I don't know. You tell me. Off to wash the dog!