The only good thing I can say about yesterday is that it is over.
Well, that and I got to see Mr. Nathan again, but with my libido simmering on low since this summer, Mr, Nathan doesn't even really bring a smile to my face anymore.
I decided to try and finish all of my holiday errands yesterday and spent a good two hours at Target, mostly walking around trying to remember what I had forgotten. But I bought some tacky, animated outdoor holiday decorations on clearance, just to assuage my guilt over not stringing lights and setting up inflatables this year.
In the midst of attaching penguin wings (or are they flippers?), screwing on sea lion tails, and assembling an igloo I smacked my head on a door handle.
I have a huge door handle indentation on my forehead. And I keep bumping it every time I push back my bangs. Which I do a hundred time a day.
I think I may be concussed!
My afternoon ended up being hectic and stressful with swim lessons, homework arguments and phone calls. My son was so into reading his homework to my parents on the phone that he put off going to the bathroom until the last minute and had to make a run for it.
After a few seconds I heard, "I didn't make it!" I sighed and headed after him expecting to clean up wet pants.
What I found was poop. Poop on the floor! He pooped on the floor!
While I was trying to clean that all up, I turned around and stepped in more poop. On the carpet. The dog had pooped on the carpet!
I'm not sure how much more shit I can take. No more fiber for anyone until Daddy comes home.