And the week's not over!

This weeks has been so crazy. Monday, OT was postponed, but we had to pick up some pictures from the studio at Target (45 minutes away) and then off to Jameson's school. We got home around 4:45 and since Ian was sleeping, I "quickly" mowed the entire yard. Finally dinner was on the table about 6:45.
Tuesday was off to Ian's school. He got so angry at one point that he head butted me in the jaw bruising my tendon and flairing my TMJ. I was so upset and I guess it looked pretty bad because people were scrambling to get me an ice pack. Back home for a quick lunch, turn around, drop Jameson at a friend's and then off to Ian's first ABA therapy in Tacoma (1.5 hour away). Finally got home around 5:30. So, I am exhausted, went to bed without my usual cleaning until 11:30- 12:30.
Wednesday, I am walking out the door to speech therapy (45 minutes away) when a realtor calls. She wants to show the house while I am gone. I strapped the boys in the car (milk and cereal too) and ran through the house doing my best to straighten. The off, down the road. Off course, the lady whose son has therapy after Ian is knocking on the door, interrupting Ian's therapy AGAIN because she feels that the front desk doesn't announce her arrival in a timely fashion. Then off to lunch. I tried taking them to a playground or park to eat our packed lunch but the construction blocked the road. Then off to school. So, as I am getting back into my car, I notice my tire is flat...I mean really flat. Not all the way flat, but not something I want to drive 45 minutes home on. So, then I find a place to replace it and before they started work I told them, this HAS to be done so that I can pick up my son at 3:30. I have to pay a dollar a minute I am late and I am assuming he will not be happy with me. So, as you can guess, I am late to pick him up because it took longer than they though. I had to scramble, calling my mom back on the East coast to look up the number on line so that I can call and ask if he can go into hourly care because of car trouble. I am flying down I-5 like a bat out of hell, praying the cops are not out. I finally get him and then, 45 minutes back home.
Today is Ian's home visit, rescheduled from Friday. Then I am driving up to a friend's house (thank you friend, you are awesome) to spend the night because Jameson has his surgical consult tomorrow morning in Bellevue which is north of Seattle. With morning traffic, I am not even sure how long it would take me to get there. Then back by 12:30 to get Jameson back to school and Ian has his rescheduled OT at 1 in Lacey. Seriously. I am not really sure I am going to make all these appointments.
The weather is really rainy and cold. I really need to get out finish landscaping. I need to clean out my garage. I need to do a lot of things. So tired. So cold. It's 63 degrees in my house, but I refuse to turn on the heat. Why? Because it's JUNE and propane is ridiculously expensive.