Well, I’m just going to go ahead and say it: today sucked a big fat one. I definitely didn’t have the most pleasant of days.
I immediately woke up in a crappy mood. Thankfully, Baby Girl slept all night! It’s a miracle! It’s been a long time since she has slept good. She’s not sleeping well anymore, and it gets on my nerves. But thankfully, last night she did. And thankfully, I just put her down to bed.
I haven’t felt good all day either. I woke up and had a slight tickle in my throat, and all day it’s just gotten worse. It started out as tolerable, then went to bothering me, then went to man I think I’m getting sick, to holy hell my throat is on fire and I’m swallowing razor blades. My wonderful sister (aka Best Friend) brought me Glory Days for lunch (yum sauce!) but I couldn’t even really eat much because it was all burning my throat. And the whole time she was here I felt like I was being a complete a-hole, even though I wasn’t meaning to. I really just didn’t feel good. And it was showing in my attitude. The best part about it was the fact that she completely understands and I’m sure she didn’t care that I was a big ol’ moody bitch. Love you Best Friend!
The kids got off the school bus and Boy didn’t have any homework (I completely lucked out there because I don’t think I had the patience for it – at all!) Then we went to Best Friend’s house after Big Girl did her homework, because Boy had counseling today for his OCD/anxiety. We hang out there for awhile, I organize her pantry after she gives me a wonderful vicodin for my throat, and then I leave to take Boy to counseling. I talk to the counselor for awhile, only to learn she thinks I need counseling myself…
What a wonderful surprise. I need treatment for my OCD behaviors as well. And I don’t think it’s a ploy to make money, because she can’t treat me, so I know it’s not to put money in her pocket.
Then after his appointment, I head back to Best Friend’s house to pick up the girls, who she kept (wonderful, isn’t she?!) and Ex texts me on my way there and says he’s on his way to my house to pick up the kids. So I rush getting the kids home from Best Friend’s house. Only to come home and wait another hour and a half for him to get here…so on a night that’s not mine with the kids (so I’m not prepared to fix dinner) I had to make them dinner. Believe me, I don’t mind doing this, but I didn’t have anything out…so it just added to my bad mood. Then I had to give them both showers because it was 7:15 and he still wasn’t here. When they’re at my house, bed time is anywhere between 7:30-8pm. Whenever I can manage to get everything done and get them in bed. So when it was 7:15 he wasn’t here, I threw them in the shower, one at a time, and gave them the quickest showers ever – just in case he showed up while I was doing it.
He finally left at around 7:30 with the kids. He has a 30 minute drive home. No wonder they’re so tired when the sleep at his house.
After they left, I fed Baby Girl, then took her upstairs and gave her a bath. Then I fed her a bottle and put her in her crib. She moaned and talked for a bit, but I believe she finally feel asleep because it’s been awhile since I’ve heard any noise at all coming out of the monitor. All I hear right now are the loud ass snores from our huge bulldog as he sleeps on the couch.
The hubby just called and he’s finally on his way home from work…thank God. I really need him to be home now. He will make my whole day better…the grossness and bad day with just melt away as he walks through the door. God really knows what he’s doing because he couldn’t have put me with anyone better. That husband of mine is the most amazing, perfect man in the entire world for me. Thanks again God for all you’ve given me when it comes to Hubby (well everything else too, of course) but with that man, I already feel like I’m in heaven.
Wow, already my day is looking up…
I get to spend tonight with the love of my life. And I get to spend tomorrow couponing. LOVE.