Sick and tired

I’m sick and tired of the house being a mess.
I’m sick and tired of being the only one who cares.
I’m sick and tired of making meals that no one eats.
I’m sick and tired of being told “I’m still hungry.”
I’m sick and tired of schlepping kids from school to practice to play dates.
I’m sick and tired of hearing “I’m bored. What are we going to do that’s fun?”
I’m sick and tired of the bickering, teasing, fighting and whining.
I’m sick and tired of this unpredictable, lame ass San Francisco weather. (Is it spring or not, dammit?!)

And today, I’m just—literally—sick and tired. But I think you guys are the only ones who care. Sigh.

(With a heavy combination of Dayquil, TheraFlu and a Nyquil double tonight, I hope to be back to my more upbeat-yet-snarky self tomorrow! TTFN :)