I apologize for my behavior lately. I'm sure you have all but had enough of me, and I can't say that I blame you. If I have been short with you, or snappy.. probably you didn't deserve it. Unless you were driving me nutty and I had asked you umpteen million times to stop.. and then you probably did. Come to think of it, maybe the problem isn't with me, maybe it's you.
If it helps you to know, I feel just as miserable as I am acting. I'm exhausted, physically and mentally. Truth be told.. I feel empty. At the end of the day I just have nothing more left to give. And then I come home to you all.. and that isn't fair to any of us. You deserve more, it's just that right now I'm barely holding on and I have no more left. Most weeks I can make it to Friday before I run out of nice, and then a nice long sleep recharges me... but this week I had used up all my nice by mid-morning yesterday.
I apologize for our incident this morning before school... but seriously.. at your ages I shouldn't have to help you get dressed. If your shirt doesn't meet up with with the top of your pants, it's too short and you shouldn't be wearing it anymore. If you changed your outfit and somehow ended up with socks on under a pair of tights.. your friends will laugh at you. All. Day. Long. I am just sparing you some grief later on. And for the love of God, if you are nagging me about playing the computer before we've even walked out the door, don't figure that after listening to you nag me all week when you know there's no video games on school nights... I'm going to be pleasant about it. Again, maybe the issue isn't with me, but with you.
I realize that Christmas is almost here, and then vacations and perhaps someones birthday and all the joy and festivities that come along with it. You are excited. I get that. No one is more happy about vacation coming than I am. Take my word for this. But try and understand that my patience is shot. Rise to the occasion. When I ask you to stop tormenting your sister, stop. On the first asking. If I ask you to put your laundry away, do it. Don't let me find it thrown into your bean-bag, or tossed all over your bed. If it's your job to feed that cat every single morning before school.. do it. Don't make me have to nag you EVERY. SINGLE.DAY. This does not make me happy. Bring your coat home from school. Why is this so hard? Work with me here. I'm doing the best I possibly can. I know you can do better. That would be the best gift you could give me this year.