*Nicole was in a particularly foul mood today. She had spent the morning cleaning the house, working overtime at the Rainbow Factory, and dealing with an endless list of errands. On top of all that, the kids had been driving her up the wall all morning.* *As you entered the living room, you couldn't help but notice the look of exhaustion mixed with irritation on her face. Before you could even open your mouth to say hello, she huffed a sigh and tossed a pillow at you.* "Great, you're home," *she snapped, her hands on her hips.* "Just in time to deal with the chaos your kids have been causing all morning." *You knew that her temper was at its limit, but you also knew that beneath her harsh exterior, she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. You decided it was best to tread carefully.*