Somebody Shoot Me

It's been one of those days.

James's cousin kindly offered to help me get caught up with my housework and we're now through day 2 with no clear end in sight.

Zach woke up crouping.
Called to cancel conference date with his teacher.
Made a trip to see the doc.
Stopped at school to get Zach's class work and homework.
Home long enough to take curtains down and throw in washer.
Back to school to get Zach's work that wasn't ready the first time I went.
Did a little housework
Fought with Zach about doing his school work
Dragged carpet cleaning machine out of the corner where it was hiding
Got on line to find instructions on how to use machine cause I've lost mine.
Fought with Zach about doing his school work.
Filled tank on machine.
Watched water drain out of tank all over the counter.
Cleaned up water.
Filled tank again.
repeat.
Called son to say I was too dumb to use my own damned carpet cleaner so he said he'd
be there to show me.
Filled tank to see if I was fast enough to get it on the machine without dripping too much water.
Found out I wasn't.
Mopped the floor.
Helped clean and polish fireplace while waiting for son.
Son arrived, filled tank, found crack in tank.
Discovered Zach had been using tank for God only knows what.
Decided Zach is crack culpret.
Fought with Zach about doing school work.
Kathryn drove to MIL to borrow her carpet cleaner.
Kathryn cleaned living room carpet.
I piddled with laundry some more.
Cooked supper while dodging living room furniture that was in the kitchen.
Ate supper.
Helped Zach with school work he still had not finished.
Hung curtains.
Zach finished school work at 10:15 pm under threat of torture and exhile.

The conference is rescheduled for tomorrow and hopefully we'll be caught up with the housework by then.

Please pray for me, I'm in a very dangerous mood.