I should go to bed

I should go to bed before anything else can go wrong today...

I mean, don't get me wrong. The beginning too my day was GREAT!

I had fun at work...got to do something I hadn't done before which is always fun. Got to have lunch with one of my managers from the office who I think is amazing.

Getting off work...is where everything went wrong...

I spent the ENTIRE day on my feet, which isn't a normal thing for me. The worst part is that I couldn't find my flats...so I stood all day in my next most comfortable pair of shoes which are a pair of 2.5 inche heels...not very comfy.

So walking out to my car was KILLER!

I was about 30 miles from home at the clients office and had to meet my Dad at Chick-Fil-A to pick up my babies which added an additional 10 miles to my drive...This wasn't bad....anyways...

I am not sure when my mood switched, but I went from happy to f-ing pissed off over the course of like an hour...

Then comes picture day for my daughter's softball team...I knew about these yesterday and had filled out the order form and check early. My daughter was at JUMP all day...I was at work all day...I was only able to communicate with my father though text message which lead to my daughter with her softball uniform in flip flops and a swim suit. So we had to run home.

We get home...and she comes upstairs "Mom, I can't find the buttons" this is when I find out that L has her friend's pants and her friend had hers. So I call said friend's Mom. They aren't home and L's friend is wearing her extra pants so she didn't even notice.

Needless to say, they cut their dinner short and met me at their house so that we could get her uniform pants...note to self, buy extra pair.

Thank God this women is a god send. She also took L to the photo session so that I could take D home to his Daddy. It was one of the most stressful hours of my life. Anything that could have gone wrong did...

One bonus...

I got cuddles with my babies while we watched Cutthroat Kitchen...

So to sum up my day...I love my job...I love my kids...my knee and feet are KILLING me...I am pissed off at the people in my life who decide that moving my shit around my house and containerizing it into bags is helpful...I hate that the one person in my life that give me the most support is SO unhelpful..

I am going to go to bed before I KILL someone or eat and entire pie by myself!!!