It was a long day.

We spent the night at my sweetie's last night.

We usually do on Friday nights.

I cleaned up and vacuumed his house this morning.

Then came home and cleaned up and swept here.

We all took a nap.

I picked up the boys tonight.

We watched some of the Kids Choice Awards.

I bathed the youngest 4.

Got everyone into bed.

Chased everyone back into bed.

Several times.

It doesn't seem like a lot of work.

Doesn't seem like a long day.

But it was.

I have been in a really bad mood for a lot of the last week.

I've been really irritable.

Short fused.

Moody.

Down in the dumps.

Feeling hopeless.

I don't know if it's the time of year.

Almost that time of the month.

But I do know I'm sick of feeling like crap.

I'm really hoping that some sunshine and getting out of the house some more will help.

Hoping that the kids and I can spend a lot of time outside tomorrow.

It's supposed to be 48 degrees! Whooooooopie!

I need to get into a routine.

Desperately.

We have no routine.

In one of my books, there's a test to see what kind of parenting personality you have.

And I can't remember what my type was called, but one of the shortcomings of this particular type was following a routine (or lack of following a routine, anyway).

If you know me, you know that I love to make lists. That I love to make plans.

But then you also know that I SUCK at following through.

With anything.

And I've gotta do something about that.

For my kids.

And for myself.

Anyway, that's enough deep thought for now.

Hoping for a good day tomorrow :o)