Moderately severe (does this even make sense??) back pain from Saturday's cleaning and organizing frenzy. Moderate as in I don't have to go to the hospital or spend the day in bed (like I desperately wanted to) but severe enough that I can't even get into a car without wincing in pain.
No pain relievers in the house. I searched. Desperately.
Children (yes, mine) in the midst of a sugar high screaming at the top of their lungs at the supermarket. I guess I have to be thankful that they are screams of joy and not temper tantrums. For some strange reason, they were so delighted at each other they kept screaming if they catch sight of the other -- which was every freaking 30 seconds since Joshua was just in the cart behind me. More...screaming...at...the....top...of...their...lungs.....
Running around like a headless chicken because forgot to bring list to store.
Five rounds of "Mommy can I have this lollipop?" "No, you can't cause you haven't had dinner." at the checkout counter.
So I did what any self respecting woman at the end of her patience would do.
I calmly told my husband to get the car and bring the kids with him.
Then I grabbed a Hershey bar (milk chocolate, no nuts), asked the lady to punch it in and ATE it. Fast.
It was good enough to keep my sanity intact on the way home while the kids screamed...some...more.
So how do you keep sane?