Still same day as last post: we had an earthquake, the car needs $950 USD of repairs, I scraped the loaner's hubcap against the curb (just a little but enough to cap off a stressful day with a heaping of self-loathing: why can't I even drive??).
Because of the earthquake the children didn't get to nap at school and they are now acting like confined squirrels.
I should be washing lunch boxes and cooking dinner.
I understand now why people drink. And do drugs.