Brain Suds

There are times when I wish I could take the top of my skull off, pull my brain out and wash it off in the sink before snapping it back into place. My mind is all cluttered and gunky. Most of that is a bunch of crappy luck. This is the end of two months where someone in the house has been sick at any given point. School and school logistics have been unusually challenging. This weekend was a toddler terror. My usually sweet natured snuggle bug treated us to his full repertoire of tantrum technique. As a result, nothing but tantrum maintenance and recovery happened this weekend

I need a mind scrub.