Totally wiped.

It's 11:30, I'm completely empty. Wiped. Nuthin' left. I just spent the last 16 hours taking care of 2 very rambunctious little boys with almost no help. Big Brother was here, but he's not a parent and therefore not much help with keeping Thing One and Thing Two reined in. He's pretty good at wrangling them when all else fails, but after all he's just a kid himself. A mouthy and hormonal teen, but even they count as "kids"...for a little while longer anyway. The Hubz is out riding his gixxer, who knows when he'll be in. I'm thinking he has issues with the headlight, if I remember correctly, so he needs to bring his juvenile butt home before he gets hurt.

So, Thing One is in bed, watching Noggin (or Baby No-Doz). It's a rare treat to watch TV at sleep time, but I can't get him to stay back there tonight and I'm about to lose my mind if he marches out here one more time and unsettles Thing Two after I've finally gotten him to lie down peacefully. I need for them to go to sleep because I feel like I've been steamrolled and I need just 30 minutes of peace before I pass out sitting upright in the easy chair, knitting in my lap.

Just in case I didn't mention it before, I'm tired.