Everything is out of control.

Show of hands, how many of you feel like you need to be in control, but often feel like everything is out of control?

You lay out your week, you do the damn thing, go to work, make sure everyone is fed and clothed and somewhat clean AND that they're where they're supposed to be when they're supposed to be there. Plus you never stop wiping. Always wiping everything ALL THE TIME. And then at the end of the day, you sit down for 5 seconds just to catch your breath and slam a glass of wine, wondering how long it's going to continue to pile up and why the fuck you're still living this way.