Last night Mike startled me when he knocked on the bedroom door late after his work dinner. I was drying the mattress on my side of the bed with a hair dryer, trying to reverse the damage Coco’s weak bladder left and he wanted me to know he was home. Cokes was still up, the result of a late nap, and I was literally bleary-eyed. I was so tired after pick up, soccer practice, the dreaded nighttime routine (why is it so hard?), homework, stripping the bed, and washing the sheets all I wanted to do was sleep. But I couldn’t because, once again, I was surrounded by a big mess to clean up. So naturally when my sweet husband asked how my day was I gave him a mouthful. I have no grace! I am cranky, bitter, short-tempered, impatient, mean to my kids and my husband and generally tired. I don’t know what I’m doing right or what I’m doing wrong, I don’t know which end is up. I’m jealous, petty, confused and did I say tired? But it feels good to let you all know that, since I bet a lot of you feel these things too. Maybe not all at once, but you’ve felt them. And I’m not just talking about parents, you don’t have to have kids to feel these things. You have to be human. After all, we are only human! Leave it to humans to give ourselves an out, “we’re ONLY human.” So here it is, my human post. Represented by one of the best we’ve got to offer, Princess Grace. So thanks for listening to me vent, have a wonderful weekend and don’t worry-my attitude adjustment is right around the corner, and the sitter comes at 6-whoop, whoop!