The title question is today's writing prompt at NaBloPoMo. Here's my answer. What's yours?
On a typical day I work six hours at the office then pick up my daughters for dance or acting or whatever's on the after-school schedule for the day. When I walk through the door to my house after that I am tired and still facing dinner, homework (and accompanying whining), Ashley's vision therapy exercises (and accompanying whining), and the bedtime routine. So, naturally, I feel ...
Or at least, that's how I feel when I remember to practice gratitude. Yes, it's a crazy life, but I wouldn't really trade it for another.