Jamie is

Jamie is out of patience.
Jamie is tired.
Jamie is ready to go to bed.
Jamie is wishing she had not bitten her nails so much yesterday because she really needs to bite them today, and had she known how stressful today was going to be she would have been more conservative.
Jamie is worried.
Jamie needs a break, not a vacation, but just a break from this nonstop stress and problems coming in from every direction.
Jamie is still running a fever.
Jamie is relieved that she got a pedicure in a clean place today with no roaches running across the floor, but she could have done without the nasty scrub of a dog some lady brought into her pedicure (if you are going to try and be Paris Hilton, get a toy dog that is clean and well-accessorized. Otherwise, just leave the poor dog home to be alone in its ugliness.).
Jamie is feeling guilty that her kids are annoying her so much she feels like screaming, but she knows she won't scream because she is basically a good mother, even though she feels guilty all the time.
Jamie is writing all of this because she wanted to change her Facebook status but could not decide which negative thought to express.