What a week...

A word of caution this post may be on the lengthy side, so sorry in advance :). This week has been one of those weeks where you step back and hope next week is better. Last Saturday seemed to be the day it all started and it has yet to be done. Nate thanks to tax season has started to work 6 days a week. I was downstairs cleaning up the kitchen, while the kids were watching cartoons upstairs in my room. Next thing I know Chandler is running down the stairs telling me that Lex and Spence have gotten into my scrapbook box. I run up there and all the loose pics were all over my room, some bent up pretty good. They had also found some permanent markers and colored all over my sheets and a wall in our room and closet. While I was cleaning that mess up while in their room they proceed to tear apart their room. Needless to say I made them go outside to run around for a little while. Sunday was the same struggling with the kids during church. Monday and Tuesday we had a few minor incidents of chaos. On Wednesday they had no school because of a few inches of snow, very lame. So we went outside to go sledding, got some of their wiggles out. For some reason that day Spencer decided to pee on the floor in front of the sliding glass door about three times. This seems to be an almost everyday occurrence lately. I have tried everything to get him to stop, has not helped yet. We are going to have to replace carpet probably in the next year or so, because of it. Then Lexie and Spencer were coloring on the dry erase board that we have and I turn around and they have colored all over the wall behind them and each other. On Thursday we had the builders in to fix all the nail pops, so for four hours I had to try to keep two very active kids out of the way. Plus Wesley did not have anywhere to take a nap, so he was a little fussy. The HVAC people were suppose to come fix some problems and never showed up. I have had issues with them since last summer. After dinner we did the normal bathtime routine, and Lexie refused to have a towel on and clothes on, she just stood in our room screaming at the top of her lungs. We have a lovely snowstorm coming, so Nate thought it would be a good idea to go grocery shopping really late last night. We thought oh the grocery stores are open 24 hours, wrong. I got to the store about 11:45 and the store closed at 12, so much for a relaxing shopping experience. I think that the store ran out of everything. The one set of bananas looked as though they had been through a fight. They did not have any hamburger, chicken, bread, or yeast to make bread. Of course we are all out of hamburger and chicken, just my luck. So here I am literally running up and down the aisles grabbing things, which some I didn't even need. There were three loaves of bread...but they were the really expensive kind which my kids don't like. I got out of there spending way too much, since there was no time to really think about what I was putting in my cart. So shopping late at night does not always pay off. I think I would have been better to go right after dropping Chan off at the bus this morning, like I normally do. Today before it even reached 7:30 Chan informed me that one of my statues got broken. My neighbor brought back a really neat statue from Uganda (spelling?). Super glue does not fix this type of ceramic, so I think it is lost. I thought oh it will be safe in my china closet, very wrong. Then I was downstairs trying to clean the kitchen and I went to check on Spence and Lex and she had pulled off her diaper and smeared the contents on my floor. If that was not bad enough she had gotten all my tampons and used some of them to clean it up (sorry kind of gross). Spencer had spread a packet of hot cocoa all over the floor, I didn't even see him get one out. I've decided that I no longer can take a shower, go to the bathroom, eat, or do any cleaning...since that is when all these lovely things seem to happen. Since they predict a big snowfall Chan got out early today, so maybe he can help keep an eye on his crazy brother and sister. I am hoping that the rest of the day goes better. There are days when I wonder why? My kids will probably keep doing these things, it is hard because for the next few months I get to deal with it on my own for 6 out of 7 days a week. Hopefully I haven't lost all my sanity by April.