Bad day

Had an incredibly stressful day at work, which resulted in many members of staff losing their free time to step into the breach. Don't know what I would do without so much good will.

Came home to more s**t, resulting in an argument between me and The Dadski :(

During said argument, The Dopski's tea got burnt. When I apologised to her, she said "It doesn't matter Mummy, it's not that bad". She then tried to talk and I had to keep telling her to leave me alone as I waded through the 80 emails I had received today and not had time to deal with :(. I have whittled them down to just 19 that I have to action more at work tomorrow.

How guilty do I now feel finding this picture that she quietly drew for me to try to cheer me up? She didn't tell me she had done it, just saved it to my pictures :(

I'm fed up of bending over backwards for people who just turn around and either take the p**s, or the proverbial mile, and being made out to be the Wicked Witch of the West when I dare to say something about it, when the little one who needs me the most gets short shrift. Why can't people just face up to their own responsibilities and the repocussions of their own actions once in a while?

Too stressed to eat, too stressed to sleep and know I will wake up to more of the same tomorrow, alongside toothache where I have clenched and ground my teeth all night :(

Sorry, rant over. Lights out.