I'm about ready to throw in the towel and go back to bed. I feel like I'm running on a treadmill and never getting ANYWHERE. It is 11:30am, I've been up for nearly five hours and busy for all of them, and the sum total of my accomplishments is...negative. Partly because the boys have dirtied FIVE outfits between them.
I'm never. going. to. catch. up.
I think I'm too tired to try anymore.