Dear This Week,

It’s been fun. And by “fun” I mean “long and exhausting.” And it’s only Thursday morning. Let’s get today and tomorrow over with quickly, ‘kay? Because between the never-falling-asleep-at-bedtime toddler and the overtired older kids (what are they even tired FROM?), I’m beat.

What’s that, you say? You notice that my to-do list has gotten shorter every day? That’s because I include things like “clip toenails (mine)” and “eat breakfast.” I don’t think that can be taken as a sign of an Excellent Week.

I’m hoping that today and tomorrow will somehow be spent blissfully at home, reading books and wearing pajamas. As far as I can tell, there is approximately zero chance of that happening, but a girl can dream, right? Or maybe I should just wish for more sleep, in order to shoo away this crankiness. Because while it’s cool to be cranky here, in print, in a letter to the week, I can’t be cranky all the day long. I’m the only grown-up these kids get all day; it’s not cool for that grown-up to be a burnt-out mama.

Barring sleep, I’ll take a tall glass of something caffeinated and a daydream that the weekend will bring rest.

Anyhow, This Week, like I said, it’s been fun. But seriously. Be gone.

Love,
Me