Rub a Dub Dub. Escape to the tub...

There are days when I just want to quit being the mother and run away.

Yeah, yesterday was a day like that. 

Yesterday was a day where I tried really hard but there was no pleasing anyone.

Okay, I was on the good list with one of my three kids, but the other two? I would have liked to, oh, I don't know, sell them or something.

They whined, they bugged each other, they bickered and they made impossible demands. They simply annoyed the heck out of me and the rest of the family all day long.

When I tried to retreat to my office to escape from them, for a few minutes of regrouping, they followed me.

It seemed that there was no avoiding my kid's fighting and nonsense yesterday.

So, about lunch time, I went and had a very long shower.

My kids are old enough now that they really, really, REALLY don't want to see me naked. So, I got a few minutes reprieve.

And then after dinner when my kids started driving me crazy all over again? I went upstairs and had a nice long hot bath.

Now, I'm wrinkly but I'm sane.

The moral of this story?

Thank goodness for large hot water tanks.

Sigh.