So I got to a stopping point and was able to go home for a bit and sleep. The kids were being taken care of by a wonderful friend.
I crashed hard and woke up early to go help shovel (part of a contract).
I love shoveling snow, and I did have fun despite my freezing nose. That was about 3 hours of my day.
Given the week we had, my house is severely neglected and it looks like Christmas barfed all over it. I guess I am thankful it is not actual vomit.
So, on top having to make my house look like an actual dwelling place, I am trying to get joints and muscles to feel better and relax.
I should have asked for a hot tub for Christmas.