Woke up this morning full of cold and with a sore throat. I have horre PMT and boobs so sore I can't touch them and knocking them is agony. Work was a nightmare, no time to think or go to the loo etc.
Got home and DS is in crisis as a boy at school flipped a table, while in crisis, and it hit DS on the back. I've had to get a friend to take DD to dance class as he's refusing to leave the house. No one has been fed and I haven't the energy to get up and start cooking tea.
Would IBU to stick my pjs on and say fuck it to the rest of the day?!