Why do I do these things to myself!? Instead, I should be wise and tell people I'm out of commission for two weeks. No, I can't do anything. I will be in between trips. I will be in between massive laundry marathons and mental breakdowns. I can't do it. No. Nope. Nuh-huh.
On a similar note, I had a Mother Fail yesterday, which actually turned into a Mother Win! I got out of shower at 9:15AM only to be greeted by a phone call from #1. She asked if I had remembered to come to her parent music day which was starting in 2 minutes. I told her I was literally nekkid and couldn't come. I had forgotten. She cried. I told her I loved her. I hung up. I sighed. I threw clothes on, threw clothes on the boys, and rushed out the door. We raced to the school, I threw #5 in the beco on my back, we ran (literally) into the front office, signed in, ran down the hallways and walked into the music room 10 minutes late. I had wet hair, no make-up, and #5 was barefoot. The look on #1's face when she saw us? Totally worth it. Will never forget it.
Have a great Thursday, dear reader. I'm going to try not to hyperventilate.