I've had a bugger of a day. DS has tanked his a levels (hey, who said everyone gets As these days - not in our house!) and now has disappeared off with his Totally Unsuitable Friend on what looked to me like a spliff and booze bender in the rain. Meanwhile younger DS who has Asperger's and possible ADHD has been kicking off so much that by 8am today I had had a total mummy meltdown and screamed at him like a fishwife, which of course brings out the best in him, ahem. Took the younger kids to toy story 3 this afternoon and just slept through it I was so knackered. The house is a bombsite and I have just had to cancel this weekend's visitors as I truly cannot cope with them. DH is being a twat and to top it all I think all this crying, yelling and ranting on my part might be the beginning of the menopause. I feel pathetically sorry for myself...