Have you ever have one of those days?  The kind of day when you wake up exhausted because your three year old climbed into your bed at two in the morning, kicked you nonstop and then woke you up once and for all - four hours later - with the warm sensation of her wetting your bed?
     You know, the day where an hour after that, the first sound you hear from your older kids is the screaming and laughing because of their toilet overflowing? 
    When you go downstairs to start packing lunches for school, only to find the kids smiling as they gobble their 'healthy' breakfast that they made "all by themselves"...and you have to wonder if they've even washed their hands from the toilet incident?  (Their breakfast was cupcakes.)
     Finally getting them dressed and wiping the icing off of their faces, you bundle them up to go to the garage and jump in the car...only to find that the garage door won't open.
    Overriding the garage door opener, you get in the car and realize that your five year old doesn't have shoes, so you go back INTO the house and spend ten more minutes looking for them. 
    Officially WAY behind schedule, you run back out to the car in the now freezing cold garage with the door wide open, only to climb in with four crazy sugar high kids.  Putting the keys in the ignition, you turn...aaaand nothing.  Dead as a doornail.  Four little monkeys suddenly become completely silent with the exception of one tiny, "oops".
    "OOPS?!  What does OOPS mean?!"
    "Sorry Mom.  I came out to my seat last night to look for my backpack and I guess I forgot to turn the car lights off."
    Have you ever had one of those days when you have to call AAA and try to explain that your car needs to get a jump...IN your garage?
    When the guy shows up and looks at you like you're a moron, (rightfully so) you have to run back in the house to catch the phone that's ringing.
    Excited that the call is from the company that you bought your washing machine from (and paid extra for the warranty) you finally have a second of relief knowing that your washer is FINALLY going to get fixed.  It exploded during the first week of January and the company has been saying each week since then, that they would come fix it.  They haven't.  Nice warranty.  Tomorrow is the day though...and this call was the confirmation.
    "Um, yes...Hi Ma'am.  We're just callin' to let you know that we're not gonna be able to make it out there tomorrow...it's lookin' like maybe by Friday we'll be there though.  Sorry 'bout that and have a good day."
    Can you imagine what a house with six people and no laundry for a month looks like?  Did I mention that our three year old wet our bed?
    Have you ever had one of those days when you don't think you can take anymore and the day hasn't really even begun yet?         
    Yes, it's days like these when people think I'm crazy as I laugh uncontrollably when they say, "You're late!"