I've Been There Too, I'm Probably There Now

Do you need a little validation today? Or maybe I'm the one looking for validation. Either way, it's Tuesday, the most mundane day of the week (except for the fact that Sons of Anarchy comes on! Yessssss!) and my morning has been anything but. I was hoping that the follies of my short morning might encourage, validate, and bring comfort to some of you. Because you're not the only one struggling. You're not the only one who feels up to their eyeballs before their first cup of coffee is done. You're not the only who can't even finish that cup of coffee before it cools down to iced temperature. I've been there too, and I'm probably still entrenched in it right now.

Here is what has happened at my house this morning.

• Hubby, Henry, Luke, and Noah all had to come attempt waking me up before I actually got out of bed. I'm feeling under the weather, stayed up late last night doing dishes and laundry *coughgotcaughtupinascienceshowcough*, and Henry has been out of school since Wednesday of last week because he had strep, and yesterday was a teacher's work day so there was no school. So I'm out of the routine, to say the least. 
• I was putting all of Henry's makeup work in his folder, along with his Dr's excuse, and realized that the wrong dates were on it. There are 2 things wrong here... the dates are obvious, the fact that I waited until 15 minutes before he had to be out the door to ready his backpack, not so much.
• Got Henry out the door with Hubby and I realize that my 2 year old is walking around the house (in only a diaper mind you...a disposable diaper... because we've been fighting a nasty rash. And because I'm not perfect.) yelling a terrible expletive. That he picked up since his Daddy has been working from home. Any normal person coming into my home wouldn't be able to decipher it. But I'm not a normal person. I understand his bomb perfectly.
• I've had to tell my kids umpteen times already that brownies are not for breakfast. Not for kids anyway. Hehehe Just kidding, I didn't tell them that last part. 
• In spite up staying up too late doing dishes and laundry I still have multiple loads of laundry to do. I have also loaded the dishwasher and it's running... and there are still more dishes to be washed. Sigh. I have a real love hate relationship with my kitchen. I love cooking, I'm learning to love baking, it's the hub of my open-floor-planned home. It's usually a disaster. Which makes all of the aforementioned activities a pain in the butt.
• While clearing the dinner dishes (I know, I know) from the table to load the dishwasher I dropped a bowl of brunswick stew and promtly got on my hands and knees to clean it up with a rag. The spill location is now the cleanest spot on my floor.
• It's 9am and my kids and I haven't had breakfast. Although, to be fair, they're not asking for food and I am fairly certain that they did, in fact, raid the brownie pan.
• I was supposed to be getting online to look for a blueberry muffin recipe. Instead I am commiserating with you. 

Happy Tuesday everybody!