Its Been a Backwards, Inside Out Kinda Day

It started the moment I woke up.  Groggy as usual, something just seemed off.

As the morning progressed, I realized I wasn't the only one out of sorts.  The kids were grumpy, so was the hubby, and as for me...I was slow.  Way, way slow.

We had one girl upset about her outfit. And when a tween girl is not happy with her outfit, believe me, nobody's happy. Then our oldest boy was in full mope mode because he was "way too tired."  No amount of pleading or prodding could move him along. As for our youngest?  He was just downright ornery.

We literally had to fight to get the kids out the door.  One mishap after the next meant we left the house nowhere near to on time --  and it was our turn to drive!  Petrified of being kicked out of our lifesaving carpools, several remorseful calls of apology soon followed. 

The fun continued even after the kids were safely in their classrooms.   With the little guy in preschool for only two and a half hours, I have a very structured itinerary for my "free" time. Foiled again, I was plagued by non-working laptops, stores that didn't open on time and dogs that were none to shy about asking to be fed.  Topping off my day, I put my shorts on inside out...not for the first, or the second, but the third time this month!  This finishing touch came when I realized I had them on backward as well.  Thank God I caught it before I left the house.  I haven't been so lucky in the past.

Its just one of those days.  So here it is 11:45 in the morning and I'm wishing for a Do Over.  Wouldn't that be nice?  Since I'm pretty sure I have a snowball's chance of that happening, I'm left to watch the clock -- waiting desperately for this nasty day to end.