Not the best day

The monster that I birthed is sick with a nasty cold, so he can't go to school.  But of course he's feeling well enough to wreak havoc on me and the house.  I can't go to work b/c he's home sick, so I attempted to make things go well today, but they did not.  Perhaps I should have tried harder.  Maybe setting up a painting table and drawing with markers wasn't enough.  I probably should have broken out the clay and potter's wheel too.  (Okay, that's not fair.  We don't have either of those things.)  But I do feel like I made an effort today, and it didn't matter.  It seems like no matter how hard I try to keep things neat, to entertain him, to run the house, it's never quite enough.  And as far as he's concerned, I cannot entertain him, but he and I still expect me to do so.