Madness at 6pm

It's 6pm.  My house is madness.  I tried my husband's cell to ask if he was going to be home anytime soon.  He didn't answer. Not a good sign. 

I was thinking what I would have said if he did.  There are 2 options:  1. Please come home right now! RIGHT NOW!  or 2.  SAVE YOURSELF! 

Doesn't matter.  I gave the kids cookies, poured myself a small glass of wine, and am running a bath.  Just waiting for the pizza...