Take 22 children and put them in a preschool classroom.
Add lice to one child's head. Marinate well.
Now add 2 full rainy days that prevent children from going outside to play.
Do 22 head checks once a day for 5 days.
Field questions from 22 sets of parents while respecting student confidentiality.
Check own head every day all week. Find three suspicious things, but nothing official. Hot oil hair twice, nit pick with comb twice a day every day.
Add one full moon.
Find out own child, who tested off the charts last year, is failing math.
Add incompetent and idiotic own child's teacher on list of things to confront. (another blog post another day, but I promise, this is the story of incompetent teaching to end all stories)
Go to choir, go to skating event, take daughter and three other girls to another city for birthday outing, do the dishes, do the laundry, Cinderella (oops, sorry), wash all blankets and things that might have lice.
Come home at end of work on Friday and find laundry not folded, diswasher not done and Hubby, who is going out with the boys tonight, napping.
Oh, wait, I said this was a recipe for exhaustion, not murder.