Tipping Point

I was hoping the next time I blogged, it would be about happy times adjusting to our new home. This is not the case. For some reason, this isn't working for me. What I mean is, I feel like nothing is working. I am actually losing my mind. I will spare you the details. I think three babies is just too much for me. Or homeschooling a crazy, crazy child. Or living way out where I'm more likely to run into a deer than a person. Well, just kidding. I have neighbors, but you still have to walk or drive to accidentally run into them. What I mean is, very little conversation. What do people do when they are reaching the end of their rope? I have routines. My house is clean. I get dressed, wear makeup, even. I'm not trying to be pathetic. I AM trying to get it together. I guess I just am very anxious for all this to come together effortlessly. Or with effort, I don't care. I just don't want to feel so exhausted and desperate. When do I reach the tipping point?