Dear Diary...I'm pooped

Ok, Obviously I'm a busy woman with two small children, but aren't we all busy these days? I don't mean to sound like my life is more exhausting than others, but I am so damn tired! Yesterday I spent the entire day walking around town, from about 10:15am to 5:30ish. It's something I actually do quite often and the children were on their best behavior, but I was wrecked last night and still haven't recovered. I rubbed my eyes and one of them swelled right up to make me look like a white, female Mike Tyson. I took a hot bath and hit the hay thinking a night's sleep would cure me. I then woke this morning to find it still puffy, not as bad, but noticeable. I had a class to bring my daughter to and would be chatting to lots of women. I found the very vain side of me wanting to crawl back into bed and leave it, but my daughter loves this class so much, I had to go. My husband suggested wearing sunglasses, I decided in the end just to tell everyone that my husband hit me, that he's under alot of pressure from work, that I provoke him, and that he promised never to do it again. It all boils down to one thing for me, pure exhaustion. I could have slept standing up today. I have never felt such exhaustion. I'm home now with my feet up watching Shrek for the 200th time while the baby sleeps in his moses basket. I'm just praying he takes a nice long nap. Will someone please take my children?