I have officially run out.
My 16 year old "not quite" driver sapped me of most of it while driving home from school. Seems as tho he knows more about driving than anyone else. Ever. It's like he thinks he invented driving, or something.
Then, little kids arguing, fighting, "mom, I just pushed her away", crying...and what little I had left was completely drained.
And the noise. OH THE NOISE.
I need a nap.
Or, a pick me up.
Even better...a nap AND a pick me up.