My life has fallen into disarray

Huh.  Who am I kidding?  My life has been in a constant state of disarray for the past 37 years.  At the moment it's slightly worse than usual.

This is partly because we are currently in the second week of school holidays and it has been raining pretty much every day, meaning that we have been trapped indoors (apart from the odd 30-minute spell of dryness during which I make the kids get out and run around the yard like crazy persons).  As a result of being trapped indoors, the house is an absolute pigsty.  The mess, dirt and debris seems to reappear the moment I clean it away and I'm starting to wonder if it's all some kind of sick joke or that there really is a God, he's Catholic, and I'm in purgatory.  The boys have a touch of cabin fever and are prone to sudden attacks of wrestling and are bickering all.the.time.  I am sick of the sound of my own voice whining "Stop that.  Stop that." so that I sound exactly like those ineffective parents you come across when out and about and think to yourself, "No, YOU stop that!"

We haven't even been able to go to the park.  Yesterday I promised them we'd go to the pool today, but they've politely declined, because it's boring when it's just me as I'm unable to take them through the swirly-river pool with the baby.  They'd rather wait until dad is available on the weekend.  I suppose I could take them to an indoor play centre, but I have an abhorrence of those places.  They are hell on earth under normal circumstances - I can't even imagine what it would be like on a rainy day in the second rainy week of the school holidays.  Something out of Lord of the Flies, I should think.  And my eldest is not good at fighting.  As in, he just doesn't.  Even though I've given him permission to punch kids back as hard as he can if he's ever hit by anyone (because the last time we went to an indoor play centre there was a kid following him around punching the crap out of him until I realised and stopped him.  When I approached his mother about it she just said "Oh is he?  Sorry." in one of those aforementioned whiny "Stop that.  Stop that" voices.)

But enough about those hell holes.

Yeah, so everything is a major schemozzle at the moment.  I guess I'm one of those people who is affected by their physical environment because it has left my brain in a bit of a fog.  Mind you, Facebook has helped a bit with that too.  I joined Facebook a few months back and haven't ever really done anything on it until last week, when another couple of friends of mine joined and are sending me eggs, challenging me to quizzes and messaging me quite frequently. So it's been my time-waster of choice lately because, let's face it, how can you turn down an egg??  And now all of a sudden I have 5 times as many friends as I had before.  Which still isn't many - some people have 600 friends.  I don't think I've even met that many people in my entire life that I liked but then I am kind of grumpy.

*Sigh*  I don't think I'll even tell you that it's nearly 10 am and I'm still in my pyjamas.  I should just get off my lardy arse and go and tidy the place up, huh?