UUGGGHHH!

Have you ever had a day, where you just want to run away? You really don't care where you go, as long as you get out of the house away from cleaning, laundry and screaming kids. I'm thinking about locking myself into the bathroom with a thick book, and not coming out until Spencer gets home. Which will be sometime around 6:30 or 7 tonight. Do you think anyone would notice? Or will I have 2 little girls crying and knocking on my door asking me to come out? Anyone want to come and save me?