Dude, seriously, why is the universe messing with me?
I kinda feel like I'm in some weird downward spiral.
Last night: all kinds of crazy. This morning: not so good either.
Yesterday after school, Kyle had a play date with A (his mom and I set it up over the phone last week). Which in the end was okay except I thought A's mom (there are three A's in Kyle's class) was named Amy and I showed up at the house and realized I don't remember ever meeting this woman before. Um... (He stayed for an hour, it was fine but I'm kinda freaked out by my whole lack of "knowing.")
So while Kyle was at A's house, we went to the craft store because we didn't go on Saturday and the kicker was I had even been there 4 hours earlier but they were restocking and didn't have the darn silver spacer beads I needed out yet. And since Zach had extra long hockey practice last night (2 1/2 hours), I thought I'd be nice and let the kids pick out a crafty thing to do. Note to self: this sounds like a good idea but never, ever is.
Dinner was creamy chicken noodle soup which ended up being left out over night and I had to throw it away this morning (and it's good leftover, drat).
At hockey practice, Zach's skates were too tight (he needs a bigger size but we have 2 games left, I want to wait until next season, god I'm an awful mother) and he hurt his ankle while putting them on. This all after he threw a hissy fit about putting his pads on at home instead of at the rink. He always puts his pads on at home and I don't know why he thinks it should be otherwise.
So while Zach was whining about his ankle, Kyle was going berserk over his new blendie pens. Okay so he can't read and was doing it all wrong but sheesh, his two older sisters were right there and could have helped. And then Ally somehow slipped a "paint" 3D sticker kit past me even though I said no paint. So she's getting paint everywhere and being completely oblivious to the stains on the table and all over her coat (which took me two cycles through the washer to get out). I threw the whole mess away and she pouted the rest of practice which was thankfully over a bit quicker than it was suppose to be because Zach came off the ice dramatically limping because of his hurt ankle. And then after all his pads were off and we were leaving, he ran to the van outside. *sigh* It was bedtime when we got home much to the dismay of Emily who "hadn't done her important stuff for her WebKinz yet that day."
This morning I'll admit I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Ally and Em were both having one of their "dazed" mornings where they wander around doing stupid stuff while not getting ready for school. Kyle didn't want to go to school (common theme) and I yelled a lot to get him out the door. I feel bad now. And also both my laptop and desktop computer do not want connect to the wireless router (they worked last night, wtf?) so I'm on Greg's which is hardwired into the connection. I'm resetting everything after I post this and wishing life had a reset button.
Kelly's currently throwing a fit because I won't carry her somewhere. Okay so maybe Greg is right, she's 5 years old and needs to quit with the baby act already.
Tomorrow will be a better day. (Repeat as necessary. And add some vodka.)
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