What did the fish say when he hit a wall?
Tonight I have hit the wall. Our first week of school is pretty much over and I am spent. There is laundry on the couch that is probably wrinkled and will have to now be ironed (who am I kidding I'm just going to throw it back into the dryer), laundry in the machine hours away from that lovely mildew smell, dinner dishes piled in the sink, kids still not in bed and running around like wild Indians, and a thousand other items on my To Do list that should have been taken care of last week.
My response... I'm going to bed, or at least upstairs to watch some mind numbing tv.