Why can't I control my life?

I haven't posted in awhile. Now I understand about blogs that don't get updated. I'm chalking mine up to pure chaos.

Divas started school the other day. One in kindergarten, the other in third grade. Third grade diva just transferred to a new school so she could be with her sister. She is a bit unhappy because it's only been two days and she is already being picked on for being small. Three boys got to her yesterday. As she described it, one was tall and skinny, one was fat, and the other had bulging out eyeballs. The fat one's name is Kirk. She retaliated by calling him "Kirkland." I thought that was amusing...my little Costco brand conscious diva. I told her to call him "Kirkland toilet paper."
That's not helping, I know.

Aside from having to have my kids to school at 7:30 am and being so tired that my eyeballs feel like they are made from sandpaper, in the past two weeks I have :
1) bounced TEN (10) checks
2) just gotten my water cut off for a bill that was 1 day late

Those are the worst things. A few others that contribute to my spiral are:
toenails that are too long, hair that desperately needs a highlight, a purse that is part trash can and part coupon/receipt holder, clothes that have been wet in the washer for two days, the towel rack in the upstairs bathroom that is still on the back of the toilet after being yanked out of the wall by Diva 2 in her attempt to get a fashion accessory (i.e. band-aid) out of the bathroom cabinet, a gaping hole in the wall of the laundry room from the door being flung open too many times, a screen door with no screen, eight piles of laundry that needs to be done...you get the picture.

If I could just get over my punch drunk hangover from being so tired I might make some headway in some of these areas.

And if I could only make some money...that would help.