Ok- Maybe a Little More Venting...

{This post is from a few weeks back, I debated posting it or not, but I thought I would for a few reasons. 1. To show that no one has it all together, even if they glitter insects and hem their kids costumes and 2. Because I am removed enough from it now for it to be funny and 3. Because I couldn't think of anything else to blog about today!} 

- thanks Shawni for encouraging me to post the bad with the good!

10/30/08

Today started off with such promise, it could have been a regular Thursday- instead it ended up being the worst, most stressful, most-whatever-can-go-wrong-will kind of day.

5:30 am Berk wakes up. He went through this get up early phase a while back, but had broken the habit, until today. I have I ever mentioned I am SO not a morning person?

8:00 Wake Braden up, get him ready for his preschool Halloween party. (Yes he is in Kindergarten but he still goes to his old school on fun days like this and on nearly every Wednesday).  Well, the pants to his costume are about 8 inches too long, and after wearing it to three previous parties this week the hems have fallen out, ripped out ect.  And I can't find my sewing kit.  And I don't have time to get my machine out.  Berk WILL NOT let me get him dressed, my hairdryer is on the fritz so I smell like burnt hair.  

8:55 Finally out of the house, some 20 minutes later than we should have been.

9:20 Get to preschool, ready to do the stop and drop- but Berk wants to go in, and I have to make sure the teacher lets Braden change before I come back and get him so I can take him to Kindergarten.  

9:30 Back in the car- saw cute costumes, Braden's pants are dragging through the dirt in the backyard, joy.  Head to a friends to drop off a costume she wanted to borrow.

9:32 Thinking ahead for the day, realize my wallet is in my car.  No, not the car I am driving, my car, the Tahoe, which is at the shop because the AC has gone out for the third time since August. Flip around head back to Mesa and to the shop-where my car is in the middle of being repaired, so I have to make the poor guy get the car down and stop the work just to get my wallet out.

10:15 Remember I signed up for a dozen homemade rice krispie treats for a school party tomorrow- and that I need to take them in today.  Race home, instead of hanging in Mesa till B is done.  Proceed to make the treats, bag them and FINALLY tackle Berk so I can get him out of his jammies.

10:45 Head back to Mesa to pick up Braden. Who is in school clothes, yeah, but dying of hunger-even though he was at snack time when I came in...

11:40 Boys are drive-though fed,and a drink is spilled and they only gave me ONE napkin and they gave me Coke not Dr Pepper- gross. So we are headed back in my neighborhood.  Since we have time before Kinder drop-off we head to my house to drop stuff off.  And then it happens.

11:41 Garage door won't open. Braden needs to 'use the facilities'.

11:42 Key pad isn't working. Realize it is the garage door, not my car remote with the issue.

11:43 House keys are on my key chain at the shop back in Mesa. Send Brae to a nearby bush.

11:44 Entertain the idea of breaking a window, but I really don't want to clean up the glass, or trigger the alarm-so I don't. 

11:45 Decide I had better take Braden to school so he won't be late.

11:55-12:45 Call everyone of our relatives with keys-- which are 1) on a key chain in Louisiana, 2)  not home, 3) at work and 4) not at work, but not answering the phone. See that the car needs gas, figure it will kill time-which it does, but not nearly enough.  Berk is in near hysterics (me too) because he is late for his nap and SOOOO over the car.  Head to my old work to see if Rusty's Dad has keys-nope.  Entertain the idea of putting Berk to sleep in an exam room, but decide I am not that desperate-yet.  Drive to the in-law's to search for said key in Louisiana, which I didn't know or I wouldn't have looked...but their cleaners are there so key hunt and nap search are halted. 

12:45 My Mom leaves work in Mesa to bring me a key at the same time Rusty's Uncle drives randomly by and lets me in.  

1:15 Now Berk is wired and won't take a nap.  

2:30 Once he finally falls asleep I have to wake him up to go get Braden from school. And a short nap is worse than no nap.

Do I really need to go on???

And so the day went. I mean really, Berk threw a toy out the car window (a first) and then cried for an hour that I didn't dart into traffic to get it back. Even my DVR was out to get me.  It didn't tape my shows that night!  What? No Grey's??? By the time 9 pm rolled around I was so done with that day. Bless my hubby's heart because that day his boss was in town for a meeting and he couldn't leave to bail me out, and then the meetings ran late, and the boss wanted them to go out to get dinner and instead of a 5 pm arrival at home he got home at 8- which never happens.  

The only thing that got me out of bed the next day- besides the kids screaming and the desire to eat the Halloween candy we would be getting- was the knowledge that I couldn't have another day as bad as that one. I realize I have a pretty cushy life and days like this are rare, and for that I am very grateful. 

Hope your day wasn't as bad as this one, if it was, go back to bed, eat some chocolate.