Clutter on the Mantlepiece, Clutter in my Head

I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed at the moment -

I've got so much to do that I can't seem to even write a to do list.
Even the small simple easy-win tasks feel too much - meal planning,* food shopping, sorting out all the too big/too small kids clothes that are currently all over our spare bed, and have been for about a week now (etc etc)
When I have time I have no energy and when I have energy there are these funny small people hanging around that seem to suck it from me!
At five o'clock when I'm pulling something out of the hat for Coco and Henry's supper ('pasta pesto again' says Coco) I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, the free time of the evening and I'm mentally planning all the stuff I'm going to do. By 8.30 or so after the marathon of dinner, bath, stories, bed, our dinner*, clearing up I just feel... flat. Done.

I've got so many plans and ideas and things I want to be involved in/stay involved in, people I want to see and things I want to do and also I want to enjoy THIS time, with my family, now.
And it's all exciting, and it's all good.
So I'm going to stop complaining.
Thanks for listening.


*who am I kidding - I always think I'll do meal planning and I never do.
*yes, Hugh, I know you normally cook dinner and probably clear up too...