Where Does the Time Go?

It's 11:13 p.m. as I begin writing this, and as I am just about to get in the shower for the first time today, (eew), I am wondering how the day got away from me? What did I do? I know there were a few errands, taxiing children around to school and scouts and baseball games, and just a little bit of typing and proofing, and that's all I can come up with! Diaper changes don't take all that long, so where have all the hours gone? I feel robbed. And exhausted. So maybe I did more than all this, and just can't remember it? Let's hope so. If not, then I have no reason to be exhausted, unshowered and still staring at the pile of unfolded clothes that has been haunting me night and day for a week. Tomorrow is another day. One that will hopefully be more visibly or memorably productive.