Day 7 This is suppose to be the day of rest!

I started off the day with a 5 yr. old and an 8 yr. old. Today they chose to argue and fight. Hard to say for sure what determines the good days (no fighting) and the bad days(discontent every second). I know that one of my daughters and her 3 kids are coming over today. That has my nerves jangling a little. I know I will not get much done today in the form of work. I feel like I absolutely have to work every day. Fear gnawing at my heels making me put extreme pressure on the have to part of things. The 5 yr. old is in the living room creating one mess behind the other. Hollering at my youngest. My youngest hollering right back. My nerves are tingling, then screaming and finally I call his mother and beg for relief. Being the wonderful, sweet, I love my Mama, child she is, rushes right over to save me. So after they have departed for church and informed me they will be back after church, I begin cleaning up my house getting ready for the next onslaught of messes sure to come in a few short hours.

I eat a little something and load up to haul the gang back here. Upon arrival I am asked if oldest son can join my now already over full mini van. Rhyley in the front seat, 3 babies in the middle seat and sitting in the far back are three grown children. We return home and low and behold there is my oldest daughter and her 2 kids. Now my whole gang minus 2 are sitting in various places in my house. Mind you I do not run the air conditioner because I can not deal with giving so much money to our local utility company.(can not wait until I can get to the point that I can get solar power, wind power or any other off the grid power I can find set up.) So now I have how many people in this furnace I call a home?

I work on 8 little pumpkins I have started. I realize that this is not a good idea and leave them on my desk for later. My beautiful Ana finds a moment to sneak of to Oma's room to investigate all the wonderful stuff she has, lo and behold what have we here? Ink... all over my floor, my pumpkins and of course Ana. Who promptly in her sweetest 2 yr. old voice says Nicky. Meaning her brother did it. I take a deep breath and calmly ask for the jar of now almost empty ink and tell a parental unit to clean her up. Guess what my bathroom looked like when her daddy was through ?Somewhere in the course of all the craziness Rhyley said he wasn't feeling well. Complaining of a headache and he is coughing. It is now 2am he is running a fever and I am awake finishing this post. I started it earlier but did not get a chance to finish. I love all of my kids and all of my grand kids. I really need to figure out a way to get a studio. I need to be able to lock the door and keep them away from all of my art supplies. Ana's mama's response to the ink was I did not know she was in your room. Hummmmmm.... I did not know you had your stuff out everywhere. Hummmmmmm....... I take those 10 slow breathes. Breathe in breathe out and try to stay calm. No yelling, no crying. Clean up the mess,assess the damage and move on.

I got lucky only really could not rescue one pumpkin. I put Ana's name on it and the date. Rhyley liked them so much he wanted one. So 8 pumpkins are now 6 but those 6 are pretty cute. I did manage to get more work done on my angel and finished up a peace sign necklace. This is an excellent example of why I need to be a work at home mom. I never know what direction my day is going to take. Today was lovingly spent with my family. I am grateful that I was here to be able to spend time with them all.