Managed to survive

One Crazy Tuesday down, 6 more to go. We got everyone everywhere they needed to be on time. All children are, as of the time I'm writing this, alive and well and sound asleep. I'm exhausted and my ankle is thinking about amputating itself to get a break from everything I put it through but otherwise, I've made it through with as few sanity points as I had to begin with. Mark is home and I'm looking forward to not going anywhere tomorrow (well, until KSW in the evening at any rate).