Crappy with a capital C!

If there was ever a day in the last 30 years I wish I could rewind and do over, yesterday would be very near the top. Good Grief! It actually started the night before. The only thing I could think about is what my family is going to wear for family pictures in a couple of weeks. I could find something I liked for everyone but me. So I was getting frustrated. I ended up not going to bed until midnight and slept in until almost 8. Bad timing when the kiddos have to be at school around 8:30. I successfully got them off to school on time but when I got home I was crushed. Dave has been wanting a new hunting rifle for a long time, and his birthday is coming up so I was going to go get it for him. I wanted to get it early, but now I have to wait until his actual day and that is irritating to me. I was getting over that and going back to obsessing about clothes for pictures when my friend called and asked a very simple favor; pick my kid up from school. Okay not a problem. I went about my day not too horribly miserable until 3:35 rolled around and the phone rang. It was an Activities Day girl wondering if we had AD yesterday. We sure did in 25 minutes and I was in charge of the craft and didn't have it yet. So I spent the next ten minutes searching the Internet for an easy craft and the house for my keys. I ran through Walmart so fast, grabbed some fabric and t-shirts then ran back out. As I was nearing my destination I drove past above mentioned friends house only to freak out when I realized I didn't pick her kid and the neighbors kid up from school. It is now 4 and school got out ten minutes after three. I start driving towards the school and then think duh they have already made it home I am sure. So I call said friend, no answer so I call said neighbor and she had received the call from the school at 3:45 to come get the girls. I was completely embarrassed and feeling lower than low. I was feeling so bad said friend and neighbor received peanut butter bars as a peace offering (sorry again).

So I was getting over my two blunders and delivered the peanut butter bars then ran to Macey's to got get a quick bite to eat and as I was driving out of the parking lot, I looked down at the clock and realized it was 17 minutes after 7 and my nephews were supposed to be at my house just after 7. I screamed a really loud scream and drove 40 mph through a 25, just praying that my sister just left the boys and didn't wake David up doing it. She left the boys, but woke David up in the process. I collapsed when David came out of the bedroom wondering where the heck I had gone and why I had forgotten yet another responsibility for the day. What a miserably crappy day. It's sure is a good thing sleep has the ability to erase the previous day and we have the opportunity to start anew. I still can't figure out where my brain went yesterday, but for safety reasons, you probably shouldn't ask me to do anything for you today, I might forget!

P.S. To add to the bad day, the frosting I put on the peanut butter bars tasted like flowery dish soap. Yeah, super great! The powdered sugar I used was in the same cupboard as my scentsy bars and apparently absorbed the smell. You can even smell the scent on the powdered sugar.