Some days just suck. That's all there is to it. No matter what you do, how hard you try they just don't work out. My day sucked today.
The whole thing started off pretty well. I got the kids off, got showered and ready and got a nice chili going in the crock pot - all before 8:30am! I thought that was pretty successful. But that's where the goodness ended. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful until after school, which is when the shit always undoubtedly hits the fan. They got home and immediately ravaged the kitchen, which is no big deal, but sometimes I'm just not in the mood to have peanut butter smeared all over the counters and to have them arguing with me about why they can't eat every sugary thing in the house. But, we managed adecent snack and homework time ok.
My husband is out of town, and all three kids have something at the same time on Tuesdays. So, I got everyone ready and loaded up into the car realizing that they'd only had a snack and wouldn't be home until well after our normal dinner time. So, I scrounged a snack for the girls and hoped the peanut butter would keep my son full for baseball practice.
I dropped my youngest daughter at her singing class. Then headed to drop my son off at baseball and while driving away I had a fleeting thought that I didn't check which field he needed to go to. I figured he would just find his team. After that, I head home to get my other daughter and her friend, and drop them off at dance. I had about an hour before I had to go make the rounds to pick people up so I thought I might get my toes painted quickly somewhere. In the middle of that thought the phone range and it was my friend saying her husband was at the baseball fields with my son and his team must have canceled practice.
I was sure I had just received a notice that practice was ON, so I checked and sure enough I dropped him at the wrong field! And of course the field he was supposed to be at was on the other side of town (our town isn't big, but driving through it during rush hour sucks). So, I went straight from dance to pick him up to drive back and drop him off one hour late for practice. I then ran a short errand and went back to pick him up, but practice went late making me late to pick up my 4 year old. So, I called a friend to pick up the 4 year old (she was already there).
Things were OK for a few minutes after we got home, but then my daughter slipped on the stairs giving herself a huge purple knot on my shin. We did baths (because they STUNK!!) and then I realized I never really fed them dinner. So, I made them eat a few bites of my chili (which was really good, but they were all cranky by then probably because they were starving) and decided it was just best if they went to bed.
So, I get in my youngest daughter's bathroom to brush teeth and see the bathtub is full of some very strange winged ant-like bugs. WHAT?!? Right now? What. the. hell. So, I kill them all and get that taken care of only to have my daughter now terrified that the bugs are going to come and get her. She finally went to sleep after crying for awhile. Oh, and the dog desperately needs a walk.
The house is a mess and I have a ton to do, so I sat down to write a blog instead. A beer would be really nice right now, but of course my fridge contains nothing but capri sun. Oh well. Tomorrow's another day.
The whole thing started off pretty well. I got the kids off, got showered and ready and got a nice chili going in the crock pot - all before 8:30am! I thought that was pretty successful. But that's where the goodness ended. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful until after school, which is when the shit always undoubtedly hits the fan. They got home and immediately ravaged the kitchen, which is no big deal, but sometimes I'm just not in the mood to have peanut butter smeared all over the counters and to have them arguing with me about why they can't eat every sugary thing in the house. But, we managed adecent snack and homework time ok.
My husband is out of town, and all three kids have something at the same time on Tuesdays. So, I got everyone ready and loaded up into the car realizing that they'd only had a snack and wouldn't be home until well after our normal dinner time. So, I scrounged a snack for the girls and hoped the peanut butter would keep my son full for baseball practice.
I dropped my youngest daughter at her singing class. Then headed to drop my son off at baseball and while driving away I had a fleeting thought that I didn't check which field he needed to go to. I figured he would just find his team. After that, I head home to get my other daughter and her friend, and drop them off at dance. I had about an hour before I had to go make the rounds to pick people up so I thought I might get my toes painted quickly somewhere. In the middle of that thought the phone range and it was my friend saying her husband was at the baseball fields with my son and his team must have canceled practice.
I was sure I had just received a notice that practice was ON, so I checked and sure enough I dropped him at the wrong field! And of course the field he was supposed to be at was on the other side of town (our town isn't big, but driving through it during rush hour sucks). So, I went straight from dance to pick him up to drive back and drop him off one hour late for practice. I then ran a short errand and went back to pick him up, but practice went late making me late to pick up my 4 year old. So, I called a friend to pick up the 4 year old (she was already there).
Things were OK for a few minutes after we got home, but then my daughter slipped on the stairs giving herself a huge purple knot on my shin. We did baths (because they STUNK!!) and then I realized I never really fed them dinner. So, I made them eat a few bites of my chili (which was really good, but they were all cranky by then probably because they were starving) and decided it was just best if they went to bed.
So, I get in my youngest daughter's bathroom to brush teeth and see the bathtub is full of some very strange winged ant-like bugs. WHAT?!? Right now? What. the. hell. So, I kill them all and get that taken care of only to have my daughter now terrified that the bugs are going to come and get her. She finally went to sleep after crying for awhile. Oh, and the dog desperately needs a walk.
The house is a mess and I have a ton to do, so I sat down to write a blog instead. A beer would be really nice right now, but of course my fridge contains nothing but capri sun. Oh well. Tomorrow's another day.
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