Aaarrrggghhhh!!!! (Major whine)

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Let's see, today.... my six year old smeared poop and two cups of cereal on the kitchen floor. My eight year old broke his scooter throwing it into the middle of the street. The eleven year old has been doing his comedy routines, and I'm just not in the mood to be amused. Hubby (on his third week out of town) made a large charge to our debit card without checking balances, causing everything to go negative, which I did not catch until too late to make a transfer and have it post. (I made the transfer anyway -- do they give credit for good intentions?) The house is a mess. I called around for moral support (or at least to talk to an adult) this afternoon and all I could get were answering machines. I have a headache. I yelled at the kids, and subsequently felt like a heel. I need a stiff drink or maybe just to go to bed. I hesitate to say "tomorrow will be better" (I'm not at all sure they will), and I'm scared to say "Things can't get much worse" (that's inviting lightning to strike). Bleagh.