I promised (sort of) you a flare post and I don’t want to disappoint you. There’s dishes to be done, laundry from two days ago to finish, recycling piled up that needs dropping off and my house resembles the aftermath of a tornado. But I am so tired, I can barely keep my eyes open. I just almost typed “I” instead of “eyes”. That is how tired I am. I couldn’t squander any remaining energy yesterday on taking a shower. That means that I badly need a shower today. I have even less energy and more pain than yesterday, though. Tuesdays and Thursdays are my days from hell because I have Emma all day, I pick up Katie from school at 3, Aden from practice at 4:15 and then Katie has volleyball practice at 5. It is also my Brother-in-law’s Birthday, so I assume we’re going out to dinner. If I can ignore all the housework, drink another large coffee and avoid washing my hair and shaving, I might be able to at least accomplish one goal today. I’m going to need a trip to McDonald’s for a large iced tea and probably need someone to pick me and the kids up on the way to dinner. I’ll also probably blast some rock in the van so I don’t fall asleep. Good thing my kids like the music loud. Well, it depends for Emma. If she like the music, she dances and sings along. If she doesn’t like the music, she yells, “It’s too loud!” and covers her ears. Can I just yell, “It’s too much!” and go back to bed?