I Am Just Surviving Right Now

I have survived a collapsed lung, and a house fire, that left me scarred for life....and yet, I don't know that anything compares to surviving my 11 yr old's b'day party . 10 screaming 11 year old girls was nearly the death of me. I wanted to jab myself in the lung and set myself on fire by the time I got home, and then the nightmare continued...straight on til morning. Only now, am I getting any peace and quiet, but only until the dreaded outlaws arrive for lupper? Is there no end to this tragic Sunday? Pray for me, my soul to keep, for we still have miles to go, before I sleep.

Ya, I know...i got my prayers and poetry confused, but cut me some slack. I'm running on empty.