Super Shitake Day
My kids were late to school. J knocks her head on the door getting out of the car. I make it through an emotional funeral and hot as hell burial. I put in calls to 4 different babysitters so dh doesn’t have to go to Open House or "babysit" our children tonight. I have a blow out on the way home. I have a massive headache. A nice man stops and helps me. (Thank you for not raping and or kidnapping me) I inadvertently end up with 2 babysitters tonight. Cancel one. Go to open house - with massive headache. Get a call saying daughter has poo’ed everywhere. Babysitter doesn’t know what to do. I go home and deal with poo. Take babysitter home. Get back and son #1 poos and overflows the toliet. Water and poo are going everywhere. He is crying and screaming. Son #2 is crying and screaming. If there hadn’t been so much "stuff" on the floor I would have sat down and cried. I call dh and tell him to buy me so much sushi I can’t eat it all. I think he can tell by the tone of my voice that something is wrong. He says he will pick up sushi and come home. LOL.
I have my first competitive tennis match for the season tomorrow. I get to drive on a spare tire with low air. The warning in the car won’t go off. I may arrive drinking.
I’m crashing in bed. Peace out.
