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Today Was a Bad Day

Today was a bad day. Not catastrophically or clinically bad. Not majorly bad. Just horribly, no good, very bad.

I stayed up too late last night. The kids were donkeys. I had a headache. The summer schedule has left me feeling out of sorts. My husband is moving his office and it’s currently stacked in piles around the house. The house is a wreck. The internet was down. I had to pay $450 for Ben’s retainer and sign a contract for $3000 more in orthodontia. Ellen pooped her pants. Twice. Once at the orthodontist’s.They sprayed air freshener when we left.

I know I can’t complain. But still, today bugged me. Ever had a day like that?

The good thing about first-world problems is that they have first-world solutions. A sonic run during “happy hour” with a pal who has good timing. The internet restored.  I loaded the dishwasher and wiped down counters. Cooking dinner was easy, even though it overwhelmed me at the onset. A little Tylenol plus allergy medicine. And now I’m watching So You Think You Can Dance and some Conan gifs. Not bad for a bad day.

The kids knew. I didn’t hide it. Do you? Why shouldn’t they know when they are the source of my misery! Ellen wrote me a note she sounded-out herself. Maggie dished up ice cream for everyone after dinner. They brought me a handful of almonds. The boys left me alone. My life isn’t hard. But little pieces of it sometimes feel hard, you know?

Photo via Jazzlah’s Flickr stream

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