The first four weeks my family was amazing. They kept the house clean, the kids didn’t argue, & there was just a sense of harmony throughout the home. Not no more! There are 4 kids, 3 dogs, 3 cats, a rat, & my sister living under one roof…and the hubby too. This morning was horrible. They fought who was going to take out the trash, who was going to feed the dogs, and the two younger ones fought since the time they got up. I WANT TO TAKE OUT MY OWN DAMN TRASH! I WANT TO HANDLE ALL OF MY OWN DAMN BUISNESS! I’m not happy. This is the first time I’ve not been in charge of my own home & have had to depend on others. To make matters worse my 12 year old dropped her history book on my big toe! I had a melt down. I took them all to school and when I came home I found my little Jack Russell Terrier had brought in a dead rat (not the pet one) and left it on the kitchen floor. If I didn’t have to pick the kids up later today I would pop a Vicodin and crawl back under the covers! Sorry…just needed to vent!