These last days of summer vacation, home with kids, are tough. For introverts, or at least for this one, it is around this many days (80+) of constant prolonged exposure to other people, even your own kids, when limits are reached. Even with regular exercise & taking time for myself throughout the day, I am still having to dig deep and try to take a "sacred pause" before I explode from irritation over the most innocent of requests.
But at least I am not resorting to escape with drugs (pot) or alcohol (wine, beer, etc.) as I have in the past, and for that I am grateful (and proud enough to wear a DARE to Say No shirt non-ironically). In the past 500+ days I have learned that you have to experience all feelings and make it through uncomfortable times in order to truly appreciate the "happy" stuff.