Bedtime CHAOS!

I am livid right now. I was up until 0300 last night because I can’t sleep. I don’t know why. Just can’t. The good news is a night like that usually results in a early night the next day. Not tonight. The kids swam after a late dinner so I was stuck. They are up and ready to play for hours after they swim. I wanted to go to bed when they got in the damn pool. All day I took them shopping to wear them down and it was successful until they swam. All my hard work, erased. I was very excited and hopeful to have our schedule start to get back on track. ARRRRGGGHHHHH! Smarty came to my room while I was trying to get Gizmo calm and to sleep. He slapped me hard as shit in the face! I am sure his life flashed before his eyes because he jumped back and said, “SORRY”! I was livid. He said it was an accident but I say it is something he has planned to do since in the womb. I told him to get somewhere fast. I was so mad I couldn’t think. He ran into the living room crying and I had him come back to explain to me what happened and sent him to bed. Gizmo is still doing tornadic spins next to me. He won’t sleep because I want him to. I need my own house. Last straw. Whatever is good at getting Gizmo calm. I am not. I am gas for the fire. He gets mad, I get mad, we get mean. I am ready for a vacation.