I got about 48 hours into my parents' visit before they started driving me crazy.
By this morning, I couldn't take it anymore. Just get out of my house. Get out!
I haven't had a moment to myself in a week to blog, answer my phone, even to clean my house.
And my husband and I didn't finish the work we wanted done last week by our own timeline so now we have to hunker down for another week and just work.
But in the meantime, I am taking a day off. Who knew that taking care of a six-year-old and a newly-nine-year-old could be so much easier than taking care of a fifty-nine-year-old and a sixty-one-year-old?