So, apparently, I've figured out how many people I can handle in a week before running screaming for the hills.
9 overnight house guests the weekend before the fourth, a 4 hour roadtrip with 7 people (4 of them under the age of 5) in the car on Monday, overnight at my folks on Mon, a giant gathering of friends and all their kids Tues, two overnight guests on Thurs, Four all day Friday and Saturday, and a completely different group of five on the night of the Fourth.
Somebody just shoot me in the head, now, s'il vous plait.
It was so much fun while everyone was here (well, towards the end, I was out of steam and cranky). And now, I'm wondering WHY I do this to myself...the first round of people would have done quite nicely. I just couldn't refuse anybody, because I wanted no one to feel hurt. Especially my grandparents this past weekend. Curse you empathetic, idealistic side!!
Annnd now that I'm "alone" (I have three fantastic kiddos), I don't even want to talk. At all. Humph. I shoot nasty looks at my INTJ dh over simple "yes/no" questions. My voice is HOARSE, hoarse, I tell you, because I never talk that much in such a short span. **knees wobble**