the rest of today is cancelled

Sorry if you had plans. But I'm just over this particular Wednesday.

And it actually started yesterday. From about 11:30pm to 1:00am Noah spent most of the time screaming instead of sleeping. He had had juice and a dry diaper.. he just didn't want to lay down or sleep. Or me. So he screamed and screamed. And shrieked. I was just the jerk keeping him from the person he did want.

So many times I almost gave in, but I knew it would just perpetuate everything night after night if I did. And we're already at 2 nights in a row that he's started doing this. Eventually he gave in to his exhaustion and fell asleep next to his most hated, awful mother.

Then it snowed overnight. But only a fraction of what it was supposed to be and Lily did have school. She actually didn't put up much of a fight getting ready. And I knew right there something in the world was amiss.

Outside.. was freezing freezing evilily cold. I think the "feels like" temperature at 8am with 35 mph winds was about 5 (or less).

Then.. for awhile life was fine-ish. I took a shower. I watched an entire television show. I took a 45 minute nap. A nap!

But then I was late picking Lily up from school. Whoever put her juice back in her lunchbox didn't put the top on right and when I laid it down in the car (and drove home) it soaked everything. I tried to clean it up quickly, but the wind felt like it was stabbing my entire body as I pathetically tried to soak up the juice with fast food napkins. So mostly I just swore.

UPS delivered a package. I saw them coming but didn't get to the door in time, so they left it on the step. No, on the other side of the step. The one that the door doesn't open out to. So I had to step out into the snow, with no shoes on, to reach it. I managed to only have to step out with one foot by leaning leaning leaning and barely grabbing the box with the tips of my fingers. I spun around quickly, clinging to the storm door, and tried to put my other foot inside the house, but only managed the door frame.. and slipped. Flying backward.

I exclaimed my woe to my small children back inside the house. And was met with some very concerned "mommy look at what I'm doing!" remarks. As if they were toddlers and preschool type people with their very own important life changing events going on. Unbelievable- the nerve that I have to have almost cracked my skull open on the cement steps.

Whatever Wednesday, I'm done with you.. let's just move on to Thursday, okay?