Tired

The days don't stop.  It is after 1 in the morning and I am just now getting to this entry.  I have been working on math since 8 with a 30 minute break for scriptures, prayer and reading time with the boys.  I am beat.  The day was such that I was at class, I was at work, I was at class again, I was in a meeting with Andy's teacher, I was in a meeting with Jack's teacher, I completed a survey with the school, I was at work, I made dinner for the fam, I had to run to the store for work, I was at work, I came home and I started working on math, oh, I almost forgot that I helped Andy on his homework in there as well.  Tomorrow I've got my workout class and then work and then presentation at the high school along with a meeting with Natty's CCR coach, then I go to class and then back to work.  I will have a story to write with Jack tomorrow evening as well as a book report to write with Andy.  I'm sure we'll have math homework to work on with both the boys followed by my own math homework.  I need a nap.  Time to call it a day so I can maybe get a little sleep before we start all over again.  The thought that I am going to be doing this for 4 more years makes me want to vomit.