The worst week ever!

So yeah this is officially the worst week ever! Monday just sucked coming home from our vacation and doing 4 loads of laundry but was not even close to done, unpacking and attempting to get the kids back on schedule. The house was an absolute disaster that I just can not seem to get on top of! I decided I was going to try to stop this horrible week with Christmas decorating, it always gets me in a good mood. So I begin only to remember that I have no Christmas ornaments. Why you ask? I don't know we can't find then ANYWHERE only leaving me to believe that they were left at our old apartment. I didn't let that stop me and decided I could still make our tree look good. I put the tree together put the lights on, put the star on top; looked pretty good so I was moving it up onto the mantle to finish with the 5 or 6 ornaments that we DO have. Almost killed myself in the process (apparently the tree is really heavy), sprained/twisted/hurt/something to my ankle. Ouch! That's okay, I'll be fine....plug in lights.....get off ladder.....sigh. The start fell over, half the lights fell off and since I of course didn't bother to check the lights before I put them on the tree.....half the light don't work. The tree looks horrible! I feel like the Grinch because I'm starting to get very negative about Christmas. I go sulk upstairs and peruse craigslist. I find the exact play kitchen that I want for Tayla for only $45! What a deal (since new it is $169). Totally excited because it has only been posted for 30 mins. I contact the lady, knowing I'm the first one. We set it up and tada I'm getting a new kitchen for Tayla on Friday, yay, maybe the rest of the week will turn out okay. By evening I can barely walk, my ankle hurts so bad. The kids are cranky and Tayla is throwing tantrums for unknown reasons. Nate is late home from work, again! Bedtime is done by myself, again. Wake up this morning and yup still can hardly walk AND I have a headache the size of Texas (and still have a messy house, empty fridge and laundry to do). Thought today would be good because I was actually going to get out of the house tonight for a food storage meeting, nope canceled. Okay fine I'll get a chance to FINALLY go to the grocery store, nope, Nate took my debit card. SIGH. I try to clean up, the kids are cranky, get excited that I finally get a shower around noon. Get out of the shower to get an email from a the lady selling me the kitchen "Sorry I sold it...." WHAT?! Are you kidding me. I'm ticked because now I don't know what I'm going to do for Tayla for Christmas. So rude and so inconsiderate! I can't believe it, we had an agreement, I was counting on it, I was planning on being there in less than 24 hours! P.S. Foot still hasn't gotten any better. So mad I don't even know what to do with myself, I want that kitchen! It was mine! Calm down, get Tayla up from her nap, she's cranky again and being mean to Gavin, I have NO patience. Go upstairs to put Gavin to bed and hear a scream and multiple thuds. Tayla fell down the stairs. Run/hobble to her, lay Gavin down so I can help her, of course he starts screaming immediately. She is hurt and crying then starts screaming on top of the crying because Zeke is eating her cereal. Put Zeke outside help her clean it up and we cuddle for one tiny moment (Gavin still crying). Calm her down, go get Gavin, calm him down, put him to bed, put Tayla to bed and here I am.....

What's next? I don't think I can take it, I need something good, I need a reason to smile, I need a break.