And then!

Anna called at 8:30 to be picked up. She'd had like 30 minutes of sleep but all the other girls left to watch a volleyball tournament, and she was supposed to help with a yard sale fundraiser deal for the D. C. trip.

So when she got home she and I had a massive fight over going to bed vs. handling responsibilities. I let her sleep a little, then dragged her to the yard sale. No one there. Went home and called the teacher in charge. The yard sale has been changed--it will be next week, at the same time I'll be at Conor's first wrestling meet. Darren will be working next weekend, of course. Time for a clone.

Now Anna is asleep in her room, Darren and Conor are at the rec center, and I'm sitting here after cleaning my kitchen with a big old headache and a woe-is-me attitude. Being the mom of a teenager is just not easy.