...I'm not a punching bag

I've got to quit beating myself up. Last night Ben was at a birthday party, families were invited to stay. I stayed for an hour and then left to "accomplish" stuff. My evening turned into phone calls from those I love. My mom, my niece and my dear college friend. I didn't get one thing done, but I laughed a lot...and it's okay. Stuff will eventually get done, but in that small window of time I relaxed, no worries about the boys. Did I forget to mention I laughed?