Today was not my best day...

So I called the doctor yesterday to ask when Mark could go back to school, and he said today would be fine. But the nurse didn't know that, so she told the school nurse he'd be home for a few days. So he's home AGAIN with me because the school nurse went out of town since we didn't "need" her. ARG!!!!!!!!!

And we had to go to work! On Friday! My Mom wanted to go...well, she wanted to get caught up. I didn't care about getting caught up. I'm just too tired this week to care about anything. But I got ready to leave early so Marky and I could go to the store and get the fire extinguishers and house numbers and anything else we need to pass the fire re-inspection which was supposed to be completed by today. But I got to Smithfield Imp and called Dave to ask about the fire extinguishers and he decided he'd rather hunt for some crappy ones that he bought last summer. ARG!!!!

Then I'm checking out when Mom calls and says the garbage truck is nearby and I need to hurry and help get the garbage out. GRRRR! I HATE garbage. But I race over there and drag the garbage bins to the street (way on the other side of the building next door).

I'm freezing and cold. It's snowing. I can't find my coat. AND I'm hauling Marky and his crap into the office.

So apparently Dave had LOTS of work for us to do, 'cuz we barely finished by 1pm. Marky and I were headed to do the grocery shopping when Mom told me that we had a singing practice out in Trenton at 1:30. So I went home. Marky peed on me while I was carrying him into Mom's for the singing practice. Seriously. Not my best day...but wait...there's MORE...

So after the practice I left Marky with the girls and went shopping. Phew! Nice not to have to carry him. I got Marky's and my prescriptions filled and was headed to Walmart when Dave called to say I'd locked John out of my office. Grrr!

I think I got home about 5:30. The girls helped unload the groceries. Dave and I were going on a date at 6, but after my bad morning, I wanted a stay-home date. Plus with the weather (yes, another snow storm) I didn't think he'd be home in time. He promised 6:45 and I bought and cooked salmon. He called at about 7. He'd run off the road. Three miles from home. Swerving for a cat. I give up.

I went to bed at like 11:00. Didn't even put the sheets back on the bed (I'd also managed 4 batches of laundry today), just crawled in and pulled the covers up over my head.