There are days when I feel like I live in the Twilight Zone. When I just.cannot.get.myself.together. When the kids are acting wacky, but I know that my reactions and attitude are the biggest determining factor in how the day will continue to ebb and flow. When I literally don’t think I can make it through a single second more of whining. But, I do. And John gets home late and I retreat to a long shower and pull it together. Read a few extra books before bedtime as a peace offering and look forward to starting the day over again.