Wednesday, July 27, 2011

one of those days. . .

Today was one of those days- you know the kind, where nothing seems to go your way. I feel like I have been walking up hill all day! There were a few highlights, but they were few. When I woke up, it was later than I wanted (haven't decided if sleeping in was good or bad yet), so my extremely long to do list was getting a late start. After breakfast, switching out the laundry, taking a quick shower, and getting the kids ready, I was ready to start running the errands. One problem- I could not find my keys! This would not have been so bad if I had not been in the drive way with the house locked and the van locked and the garage door down when I discovered it! I was not happy! I crawled under the van and got the extra key (totally thankful for that little magnetic box and a husband that put it there!) to unlock the van and use the garage door opener to get back in the house. After a thorough search, the keys were no where to be found! I called Les and he had no idea where they were either. My start was even later now! I finally just resigned myself to using the extra key and getting my day underway. First stop was the softball fields- the last place I remember having them. They were not there and no one had turned them in. So off to stop #2- the post office. We just needed to drop a letter off to be mailed, but after searching my entire purse, my stamps were no where to be found! Are you seeing a theme??? Ella was so bummed because it is her job to take the envelope in and put it in the correct slot. So we just continued on our way- paid a bill, lunch (Taco Bell that was slow and Ella was so cranky I wanted to beat her in the middle of the restaurant!!), $$Tree, and finally Wal-Mart. As we were leaving the parking lot, I remember to call my dad and wish him a Happy Birthday. We came home, unloaded the van and continued with chores. Matthew was determined to play in the front yard even though I had things to do in the house. I am so thankful he was stubborn- he found my keys! They were in the grass! A certain 5 year old (ELLA), was turning cartwheels and using my keys as her target. She conveniently remembered when Matthew found the keys. I have a million things to do for the last day of summer school tomorrow, the beach on Friday and the start of school for 3 of my 4 in the three weeks, but right now I just want to sit down and catch my breath.