Tuesday Laundry?

Doing laundry on a Tuesday for me means only one thing: I'm a day behind. By yesterday morning all 3 big kids were fighting cold, so there was a LOT of screaming and fussing and fighting yesterday. I didn't even get laundry sorted much less started. In fact, Rafe was so upset after one tine out that he picked up a barbie car and threw it on Lexi's head!!! I was very upset. She cried some, but otherwise seemed to be okay. Today, they seem to be feeling better. The fighting isn't nearly as bad, and they are running around in Halloween costumes. Tomorrow Mitch's pay shows up in our account, so for a few fleeting seconds I'll feel euphoria and not overwhelmed with all the overtime. If only I was kidding!!