When Tired Becomes the Norm

I. Am. Tired.  

Since our new living arrangements, I try not to complain. I do what I need to take care of my parents. I do what I need to take care of my kids and husband, but I can't seem to catch up. I have noticed a difference in myself. Instead of coming home and relaxing, I don't. I have to do something. Clean. Sort. Rearrange. Purge. I'm trying to keep my head above water. 

Now, I know the kids can help, but oh my goodness, that is worse sometimes. I would just rather do it myself which in the long run doesn't do them any favors, because they need to contribute.   

I just need about two weeks off so I can clean and organize everything like I want. Until then, I guess I'll just be tired.