Ugh, I won't talk about how I feel right now. I'm so stressed trying to pack and I go to do one thing and have to do, sigh (A just knocked a moslty empty shelf off the bookcase) and DH just asked if there was anything besides stress in life. E keeps pulling stuff out of tubs that's packed including finding Christmas presents while I'm on the phone with the sellers, so now I can't recall who picks up the garbage, and I'll have to call back andi'll look dumb and waaaaah, will someone come pack and clean and cook supper for me?
And I've yelled at E and smacked her when she dumped the bathroom garbage complete with poopy wipes out earlier today. And she took apart my already partly broken drying rack, I swear, she's obsessed with the stupid thing, and I know she's just three. I'm just tired!
I want to go hide in the bathtub, which never works because both of them insist on getting in with me and crawling on me and pushing each other and I end up madder instead of relaxed, and I'm getting mad just thinking about it.
And, I don't have time to relax because I didn't get anything done. Umm, yeah. I need some good scripts. And a baby who quit pinching my nipples would be nice too.