Yesterday

J threw his yogurt on the floor. And his applesauce. And bananas. And sweet potato. And apple. And corn puffs.

I did laundry and cleaned out the guest room, disassembling and reassembling my loom because I have been informed that the guest room is too crowded. The loom doesn’t fit through the door without being collapsed whence the disassembling. I fetched a sippy cup from Papaya Patch’s lost and found. I bought a cinnamon roll at the farmer’s market. It was dry.

I got an email from the school to which we want to send the kids and, although they have been on the wait list since they were 6 months old, the director of admissions doesn’t think they’ll ever get into the toddler room. She assured me that there shouldn’t be a problem getting them into the preschool when they are three.

My “night off” for the week was spent getting two cavities filled.

After that my aching mouth and I went to Anthropologie because a gift card was burning a hole in my pocket. The only thing I could afford was a book called “What a Woman Should Know About Style” and since I’m guessing step 1 is not going out in public with mashed banana wiped on your pants I am out of luck.

I didn’t buy it.

I sat in the car and sobbed.

I drove home.

Monday was good, but Tuesday, for whatever reason, was just a really hard day.

Stumble it!

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