Speeding Into Summer or ...

This is the one, two ... fifth day of our summer vacation and already, I'm feeling the strain of keeping the boys occupied. I haven't had much time to do my usual reading on world news. Days are spent with the boys: teaching, reading, chauffeuring, cooking, washing, showering ... oh, I get tired just listing the mundane tasks down. Even my English is deteriorating. The boys drive me nuts with their constant fighting. They wear me down with their demands, to the point where I turn into the Incredible Hulk. So, "speeding into summer" ... hmm ... I should entitle this entry: "Hurtling Into Summer without a Helmet On." Right now, I feel battered and bruised, with blood seeping through the cracks of my scabs. My throat is sore and my lungs are dry. *cough* Physically, I'm fine. However, the state of my mental faculty is questionable.