Rough Day

I always forget how hard it is to take care of children. Especially when I decide to do it for a week. I love it, but by the end of the day (ok five o'clock) I am ready to just fall into bed. I try to remember that it is hard for them too, that they are missing their mom and dad, but sometimes I just can't handle it anymore. God did not intend for us to raise children by ourselves. Kudos to anyone who actually does it! (of course, instantly having four children doesn't make it easier.)
Also I am a little emotionally drained. The whole closing and opening of chapters in my life significantly contributing to that, especially since the new chapter included a DTR. (PS. I am not a DTR kind of person. Every time it has happened, the other person has brought it up. Why is it such a big deal? Do we really need to define it at all times? Why can't we just let things be for a while?)
And, lastly, I found out today that I was supposed to have finished my independent study class last Wednesday, not this Friday. So, that is a phone call I have to make tomorrow, and I might just turn in the last assignment and try to take the final anyway. Shouldn't there be some kind of grace period, especially since, they only tell you when the class is due at the time you register?!?
Anyway, I am going to take a nice long bath tonight, read a totally frivolous book and get a good night's sleep tonight. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.