Yikes, what massive mood swings I'm experiencing! Every month around this time I map out my future which includes getting a divorce, losing 50 pounds over night, wrapping up all unfinished craft projects, and leaving my children along the side of the road with a note attached saying "Take good care of these kids. Their mother has gone to seek herself and is positively sure that she will hate what she finds and therefore drown herself in booze and literary endeavors of the tangential sort and amass a pile of incomplete artisitic projects just as she did when she stayed where she was but is no longer because she couldn't take it!" I could leave the kids with my husband but I'm quite sure they'd have Laffy Taffy and sausages for dinner every night and wear their pajamas to school. I just couldn't take anymore embarrassment given the fact that everyone would already know I had left them.