Today, I am attempting the impossible.
I am stepping into the abyss, taking on the dark side, engaging the forces of chaos.
I will go forth and conquer, and I will not falter.
Today, I am going to help my kids clean their rooms without losing my mind or my voice.
Wish me luck; it's never been done before. If I am successful, I shall mark the calendar and celebrate the anniversary of this day every year with much dancing and rejoicing.
I will not yell. I will not yell. I will not yell. I will not yell. I will not yell.
Five vows for not yelling. Five, because I got five, and also because five is a Fibonacci number. I'm invoking the natural order of things to keep myself from yelling.
Today, I will be one mother, cleaning two rooms, with three cups of coffee on board, for five children; I will serve dinner for eight people (MIL is visiting), I will break up thirteen arguments, I will kiss my kids twenty-one times. Each. I will remind myself to breathe thirty-four times.
And I will not yell.
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