I Got Outta Bed For This???

Technically, my bad day started yesterday. That was when I drove 45 minutes to my doctor's office to 'discuss' some test results and wound up having a biopsy (no antisthetic, btw) to go with it. Not totally pleasurable, as I'm sure you can imagine. No, I'm also not going into my medical issues so don't ask me what was biopsied...just suffice to say that only the good die young. I'm pretty much safe, just so you know....


Anyway, by the time I made it home, I realized I still needed to go to the grocery store before I picked up the kids from school or nobody was getting dinner that night (or the next) so I pit-stopped at SaveMart (dizziness and pain, be damned) and FINALLY managed to get home and go to sleep. That should have been the end of that. Not quite.

The next morning I woke up late. Like an hour and ten minutes late. Like Sophie had 25 minutes to get up, dressed, fed and packed before the bell rang kind of late. We made it to school...with a lot of arguing, not my favorite way to start the day. I took her to school in my pajamas and when I got home, there stood Mr. Fixit, waiting to replace the motherboard in my laptop.

We didn't have an appointment with Mr. Fixit. He'd indicated that he would call to schedule a time for repairs once he received the new motherboard. I hadn't even brushed my teeth, for cryin' out loud. He agreed to come back later, but he wasn't happy about it. When he did, he spent two hours on my computer before telling me the power adapter (which I've replaced twice in a year) was bad but he didn't have time to stand around ordering a new one for me because he had another appointment. So much for warranty repairs. Jerk.

No sooner had he pulled out of the driveway, I discovered I had no internet access. Kevin, ten feet away in his office, was still happily emailing away, so I knew it wasn't our internet service. He sat down to try and fix the problem and I went to boil the chicken I'd bought the day before, intending to put it in a casserole for dinner. (Which would have been a darn good casserole, too...had the chicken-once cooked-not fallen out of the fridge-bowl and all-leaving dinner in a heap of broken glass. )

Then I picked up Sophie, who immediately fell apart over something having to do with a school Christmas play, which made no sense to me, seeing as how we haven't even made it to Halloween yet. Apparently, I missed the point. She went to her room in floods of tears. Then Allie got a blister on her foot from the 'bad shoes' I'd bought her and she fell apart, too. I should have gone to bed right then. I didn't. I sat down with my laptop and nearly burned my thigh.

Okay....when I let Mr. Fixit have his way with my computer, it wasn't overheating. Now, I could boil water on the keyboard. I called tech support, who indicated that my battery, which I replaced 15 months ago, was bad. Great. Oh yeah, and the extended warranty I'd paid $500 for? It didn't cover the battery. Which was another $135 (plus tax and shipping!)

Then I missed a parent's meeting at the district office, but not before I forgot to make dinner. No kidding. I FORGOT to make dinner. What mother FORGETS to make dinner? The same one who forgets to remind her kid to finish her homework so that at eight o'clock that night she's busily stirring mac and cheese while doing a math worksheet with said child, while sewing patches on a girl scout vest AND baking cookies since she'd forgotten them at the grocery store the day before.

I feel like Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. As Alexander says in the book, "My mom says, some days are just like that." Of course, he also says he wants to move to Australia.....maybe I'll hitch a ride with him...but right now, I'm going back to bed.