This is one of those days I feel really crappy. Emma pooped in her panties. Lexi has a snotty nose. She won’t eat good or sleep good. Emma is aggravating me. I don’t have any work to do because I’m waiting on everyone else to do their dern job they’re supposed to do. I’m washing clothes which never seem to end because oh yeah, Emma keeps messing up her panties. We’re on like number 3 today and it’s only lunch. I’m feeling clausterphobic. I don’t want to feed anyone else. I’m tired of picking up dishes. I’m tired of checking in at work. I’m tired of trying to be a good wife. I just want to lay in bed and watch tv all day or go out shopping and blow some money. And oh yeah, I’m tried of keeping up with the checkbook too. Somebody please remind me how lucky I am to have a wonderful job, two excellent children, a great house and a wonderful husband.