So Close to Crazy

This morning started out well. Coffee with friends, a relatively quiet trip through the grocery store with Grace, Diet Dr. Pepper Cherry for a really low price...and then I came home. And it's been,

"Quit screaming. Quit picking on your sister. Quit picking at your brother. Quit screaming. Don't jump on the furniture. Quit screaming. Don't unfold all the clean laundry. Quit Screaming. Where did all this mail come from? Quit screaming. Why isn't this dish detergent working and FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY IF YOU SCREAM AGAIN I AM GOING TO LOSE IT!"




Shirt (with incorrect grammar!) from zazzle.com


I've yelled. I've put the kids in timeout. A lot. I've spanked (And instantly hated that I did it). I feel like the slightest thing is going to push me over the edge. My nerves are beyond frayed and I'm not sure how to climb down from this.

The kids are in the tub so I'm going to sit, listen to some music and try to breathe. What do you do when you've had one of those days? What's your go-to calming technique?

**For the record, Jeff went to the movies with his sister for a much needed break. His job has been extremely stressful lately. So he didn't just sit like a lump and watch the shenanigans - he wasn't here. :-)**

***And the sucky dish detergent is Gain. Great laundry detergent, terrible dish detergent.***