Tired and not happy

Well yesterday......was quite the day. It started at 7:30 when my phone rang. It was my girlfriend saying she was on her way to drop off her kids. I had totally forgotten. I was still in bed!!! So I run to the door in time to meet her. MY house is trashed. Total kid count: 7. "It's ok," I think to myself. "No biggie." Well a half an hour later I get another phone call. My other girlfriend is on her way with her kids. (We ahve a church garage sale going on, they were both working at it) I had thought that one was working in the morning and one in the afternoon which is why I agreed to do kid care. My house is trashed. Total kid count: 9. "Ok, I'm crazy." Well the day went fairly well besides the screaming 10 month old who refused to let me do anything to help her. So her I had to give back. But the rest of the kids did well. However, I can NEVER have that many children. And it never ceases to amaze me at what I cannot do. Sometimes I think I'm superwoman and I am just not. guess I'll have to return the tights. Darn.

So Matt comes home from work and I am wasted. He then informs me that he has to return to Fort Wayne next week for work. For the whole week. He'll miss Jonah's first day of school, his birthday......grrrrr. Now I know some of you live with this all the time, a traveling husband, so I really have no room to complain. But we are not used to it. It was a really crappy ending to my already full day. Note to self, count number of children before volunteering myself for babysitting duties! Nothing to do I suppose but take a deep breath andn brace myself for a long week. Good news though, only 8 days till my birthday!