crazy morning

I don't do mornings...where have I heard that before?  Only out of my own mouth about 1,000,000 times!  This has been a crazy morning.  My son Wes (19) decided over Christmas break to transfer to our local community college from a school in Southern Georgia.  I was happily in a routine with my 2 teenage daughters and farmer husband and now my life has exploded!  My son has always been demanding.  When he was little he wouldn't go outside to play without begging me to come play with him.  And now he calls me to go to lunch or bring him lunch every day. (I don't always say yes!)   He leaves his stuff everywhere, eats us out of house and home; he has cost us a fortune in tuition and books and now I feel like a heel for complaining about it because I do love him so much and I know that there are mother's who have lost their children and here I am complaining about mine!             Anyway, this morning (and I am afraid every morning to come) everyone was short tempered and in eachother's way.  4 grouchy people trying to get ready to leave the house by 7:00am and there stands mom, in her pajamas and husband's ugly slippers, holding the kittys in the driveway so they don't get run over as everyone peels off in different directions.  I go back in the house that looks like a bomb hit it and wonder where to begin.  Then as the last dish is put in the dishwasher my phone rings.  It is my farmer husband calling to say that the George Strait tickets went on sale this morning and I need to get online and buy 5 tickets and he doesn't care how much they cost!  So, I dutifully get online and wait for over an hour to finish the transaction.  Well, now he's happy.  During the hour, my son called on my cell wanting me to bring him lunch (big surprise!) and also my daughter called to ask me to bring her something to eat because she didn't have time to grab anything this morning.  Now, we live waaaaayyyy out in the country!  The kids schools are at least 15 miles apart, not to mention at least that far from home!  So, I have an idea of what my day is going to be like.  I know I should teach them a lesson about growing up and being prepared, yada yada, but they are my kids and I don't want them to be hungry.  I'll tell themtonight to lay their stuff out and put together something to take for lunch tomorrow.             I did put a big pot of 15 bean/chicken stew on the stove (while waiting for my George Strait tickets) for tonights supper. (I'm not a total idiot)  I found out yesterday that  I  have 3 massages to do this afternoon for a girl on vacation!    Well, playing on this computer is not helping to get anything accomplished, so I am going to have to go. God bless all who read this!