Act III, Scene i, Take Two of These and Call Me in the Morning

There is this period of time toward the end of the day, and if it were written out as part of a script it would look like this:

[ENTER MOM, CRAZY EYES, FISTS CLENCHED, TEETH GRITTED, POSSIBLY PULLING AT ONE SIDE OF HER HAIR].

Do you know of this time period? Right around dinnertime? Say, just before dinner and lasting for around two hours? (Sometimes longer.)

I fall into the category of I-want-to-get-the-heck-out-of-here-for-one-hour-and-go-get-a-milkshake-ALLBYMYSELF! at this time. But on a night like tonight, when Mike has a meeting at the church, I can't just exit stage right and take off for Sonic. Or Krispy Kreme. That is also an option. (But not actually an option, since I CAN'T GO ANYWHERE.) Instead, ibuprofen takes the place of ice cream or donuts (until later). 

And then, everyone gets a shower, and all the children have clean teeth, and they are close to being tucked in, and I feel a little more like a normal person again. 

A little. 

I suppose to feel like a normal person again, I would have had to feel like one in the first place. 

Debatable.