I finally understand why my parents were always tired

I'm 26. I have a full-time job, a small apartment, and I cook maybe 4 times a week. And I am EXHAUSTED. My parents raised three kids, worked two jobs between them, maintained a house, kept the car running, remembered everyone's birthdays, and somehow still made it to my school plays. I can barely remember to buy toothpaste before I run out. I owe them an apology and probably a very long hug.