My anxiety has been thru the roof. The kids are driving me insane, and I just found out I'll be alone with them for another WEEK. My husband went on a work trip, which I didn't agree with...and now I'm stuck with all the work of caring for two babies. One is an overactive toddler and the other suffers from reflux. Add in the puppy and I'm a wreck. I'm so mad he left me here, regardless of the money.

We got our new furniture in today, only to find out the couch is too big for our living room, so its all cramped and looks weird. I am too busy to steam clean the stains out of the carpet, and I am too short to hang up pictures. I can't hang the curtains, and even now the baby is crying. I just want to cry. The house smells like trash because I can't leave the kids here to go to the dumpster. I just want to crawl in bed and hide. But I can't do that either.