Every morning I wake up and it's a fight. I fight to get the kids out of bed. I fight to get the kids dressed. I fight to get them out the door. I fight to get them out of the car at school. I fight traffic. I fight freaky coworker who keeps wanting to turn the office into an ice box. I fight traffic on the way home. I fight to get the kids to do their homework. I fight to get them to eat their dinner. I fight to get them into bed. Sometimes I just don't want to fight anymore.
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