Did I make it?

It has been a whopper of a week as far as things that I am responsible to handle that others were depending on me for.  If only I could have been cloned, things would have been so much easier.  I don't remember my mother being a crazy, driving, frantic machine when I was a girl.  I mean she was home in her dress and apron, ironing or cooking, make-up and hair all perfect.  I'm flying through the house, grabbing papers I need to sign, answering and making phone calls, ordering stuff for school and business, snagging kids to get to appointments and sporting events....eeek.