Crazy pull your hair out Mondays

Mondays are clean days at the Pfeffer household. I like having a routine. So on Mondays I clean the house. Tuesdays Jason is off work so I try to just relax but I do always go and get groceries every Tuesday morning.  Wednesdays are laundry days and lately Ive been trying to pick one place in my house each Wednesday to try and organize. So far Ive done one closet. Its a HUGE work in progress. Anyway...out of all of these days I hate Mondays.  I really do not like to clean...at all. But if my house is messy it gives me major anxiety. So every Monday I clean. Ill go ahead and bore you with the whole routine...

5:45...wake up read scriptures and exercise before kids wake up
7:30...kids up...feed and dress them
9:00...shower
10:00...clean kitchen, laundry room, and living room and finish this by 11 so I can sit for half an hour
11:30...lunch time
12:30...nap time...my FAVORITE part of the day because I sleep with them until around 130
1:30...up again to clean bathrooms before kids wake up
3:00...kids up and eating snacks
3:30...sweep mop and vaccuum floors
4:30...fold any left over laundry from last week
5:30...dinner which most mondays has been in the crockpot all day so its easy to prepare because by now I am exhausted
7:30...baths
8:00...scriptures and family prayer and BED just in time for me to collapse on the couch and watch Dancing with the Stars.

This literally is how my day goes every single Monday. And most Mondays I trudge through because I know that if I dont get this house clean Ill have anxiety about it the rest of the week. Medication needed for this OCD behavior?  Possibly....I wont deny it, but its how Ive always been.
Today however has been a huge challenge. Even as Im writing this someone somewhere in my house is screaming.  I dont know if its the weather or the change in time (which SUCKS btw) but the kids have been a mess today. 

Example one...only picture with high pitch screaming

this is the collapse I give up mode...a little more quiet than the first so a little more bearable.

this one just stopped screaming but is clawing at my leg for me to hold her which is fine but then Jack is in the background crying that its his turn for me to hold him

This has been my day...all day. What has gotten me through you might ask? Let me just show you...

Thank goodness for the invention of caffeine

So...now it is 4:00...and despite the chaos, the house is clean. There is yummy orange chicken in the crockpot that is making my house smell delicious and I only have 4 more hours until bedtime.

This may all seem crazy to some of you. But now that its all said and done...I feel relief...and I can go about the rest of my week a bit more relaxed than I other wise would have been and enjoy my children that much more without the anxiety of a dirty house. 
And wait...could it be? No one is crying right now! Time to go play with the kids....and watch some HGTV :)