I have a bug, like everyone else within sight. I have a heavy work load-like everyone else within site-. And I am having a bit of a crisis or 10 at home. I have made a decision that I tried posting on here three times last night and just couldn't do it.

I am tired of battles arrupting about who did what chore in the house and how well they did or didn't do it.

I am tired of knock down drag out yelling matches in my home.

I am tired of the stress of the whole darned thing.

It appears I have a few young children in grown up costumes who want me to make them meals, clean, run the household.

It appears that this course is easier for me then fighting it at this point.

I have made the decision to not ask any of the children for chores.

I have made the decision to plan all of the meals and cook them myself.

I have made the decison to stay cool even when I see the most stupid act of moronizm possible.

Like yesterday when I called hom and my son told me the downstairs toilet had overflowed. He told me that he and his g'friend took care of it. When I got home there were at least 10 wet towels in the hamper that they had used to mop the floor.

I didn't think I had raised stupid kids. Seems they can't see past their own noses.

My hesitation in writing this? Because I know everyone will give me grief about not standing up and carrying the whole load.

Just plese don't. I can't handle that right now. I feel like I need to just let things mellow and do whatever needs to be done so that the friction and anxiety in the home lessens.

I came home so ill last nught. But yup, there were the towels, there was the dishwasher, dirty dishes in sink after I had cleaned it in the morning. There were the floors that needed to be cleaned since a certain puppy chewed on one of the benches. So I cleaned it all up and made the two girls dinner to boot. And then I went to bed and stayed.

Today I try to stay in bed. Rest.