I hate my life right now.

I want to give up after 6 hours. Not because it's hard, but because my kids have been complete and utter brats ever since they got in the car this afternoon and I want to eat my stress and frustration away. That makes me even more angry because what kind of an idiot does that?
I'm worried about tomorrow. I'm worried that Lorelei is going to wake up and want her bottle and we can't give it to her. I just don't think I can handle dealing with her all night and then having her miserable in the morning. At least the surgery won't take long. My mom is going to babysit so Bob and I can both go. This is going to be a long night.
I'm not looking forward to tomorrow because I have to find something else to eat while everyone else eats pizza. That's just going to piss me off in a situation that will probably already piss me off.
I still have laundry to do and tons of straightening and vacuuming to do and I don't feel like doing any of it. All I want to do is take a bath. I'm freezing cold.
And it's 8:30 and Molly and Maggie are still up. Molly is still doing school because she won't just sit down and focus. I could strangle that girl right now.
I'm just in a really shitty mood right now.