typical sunday.

Ryan was making sandwiches.  He was a little annoyed with the kids not running to the kitchen giving their undivided attention to him.  After grouching a bit then deciding he wasn't making anyone sandwiches I lost it.  I lit into him with the "speech"...  you get up, shower, feed yourself & leave for church... I get everyone bathed, ready, fed, & to church early... you sit on the stand while I sit struggling with OUR 6 kids... you stay late for "stuff" while I come home & feed our kids... then half the time you nap & leave for the rest of the day!  don't give me this, "if they don't tell me what they want I'm not making their sandwiches CRAP"  Then came the other "speech"... you go to work & order people around all day... nurses jump at your every order... well, that's not how it works here! end of speeches.  Not quite sure what got into me today.  Obviously I'm not feeling quite myself, a little irritable & a bit blue.  Ryan took a nap & left for work.  The kids had cold cereal for dinner & whatever else they could find...  I wonder when Sundays will become enjoyable?   tomorrow is Monday... oh how I hope it goes better than today.