1. My boys were clothed, fed home cooked meals (thank heaven for things in the freezer like my Turkey Dinner Meatloaf!) and carted to their various teams and events. Yes, I didn't always make it out of the passenger seat; but they did.
2. My husband was loved, honored and cherished... I'd say 'obeyed' but then we'd all hurt ourselves falling off our chairs laughing. I'm crap at obeying :-)
3. My house is not much worse... small praise but praise all the same.
4. I made art everyday. It helps me keep the essential kernel of "me-ness" that this ridiculous situation can sometimes try to sneak off with.