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.
October 24th, 2007 09:50
Damn I hate dry cinnamon rolls. So disappointing.
So sorry to hear about your hard day. I hope today is better.
October 24th, 2007 10:45
It’s my turn to wish tea upon you. Some days just suck, even when life in general is actually rather nice. Here’s to today being far more rewarding.
October 24th, 2007 12:10
Ugh. I’m sorry. Those all around crappy days are the worst.
October 24th, 2007 13:00
Some days I am just bursting with good feelings about how successful the day was, and then WHAM! The next day totally rots and I feel like a failure on all levels.
Hoping tomorrow will be a successful day for you!
October 24th, 2007 13:02
It’s good that you are able to be honest about what it is really like to be a mom. Life isn’t the sunlight and roses we see on tv, eh. But the kids are so much more cuddly (when they want to be) and our partners kiss us back. Good luck with today.
October 24th, 2007 13:08
Ugh, I hate days like that. I hope today is a better one!
October 24th, 2007 13:54
So sorry that yesterday *sucked* so hard. I know whenever I have the slightest bit of expectations (like, hey! It’ll be fun to go and spend my gift certificate!), that’s just when things get really hard. Why is that? It’s just not fair.
October 24th, 2007 14:15
Tea and crumpets! Or scones, since they’re easier to find. Here’s hoping today is better.
October 24th, 2007 15:07
I’m getting a vaz today. Does that make my day worse or better?
October 24th, 2007 17:39
Alas. Slightly unrelated but let me reassure you that on the twin front it all gets better. Except for the laundry.
October 24th, 2007 22:19
I’m sorry you had a crappy day. I seem to have those a lot lately myself. We can commiserate together, right?
October 25th, 2007 02:28
I’m sorry you had such a hard day. They’re all hard, more or less, but cinnamon rolls being dry on top of all that is pretty cruel.
And what would Anthropologie know about real style? I went to a commercial mediation today with (I discovered too late) small cereal handprints on my skirt.
October 26th, 2007 08:59
Thanks, all.
Dry cinnamon rolls really are just an insult added to the stress of a toddlery day. I should learn to make them. How hard can it be?
Today I have washed my hair and actually blown it dry so we can go out for bagels and yogurt. Despite yesterday’s general grumpiness and last night’s “I WILL sleep with you” assertion by F today she seems in a good mood. The sun is out. Things look promising for a positive day.
October 26th, 2007 17:59
Oh, what a crappy, crappy day!
Also–LOOM?