A Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day

I think I’ll move to Australia.

50 points to your house if you get that reference.

Today didn’t go well. Nothing seemed to work out right. I got a flat tire on the way to church, and because I hadn’t gotten my spare tire fixed, we had to tow it to the tire place. Which isn’t open on Sundays. So we missed church. And The Chosen One had to come rescue us. Which put a wrench in his plans.

And now tomorrow morning he has to drive the girls to school and me to the tire place. Not in his plans at all. And I know how important his routines are to him. And I wrecked them. For two days.

Then every conversation went to hell. And I spent far too much time angry or crying. Nothing went right.

I had wanted to have the whole family watch Frozen together, and even that didn’t work out right. :( The computer and the TV wouldn’t talk to each other properly and we hadn’t gotten the DVD yet.

Ugh.

I feel like I ruined everyone’s day. Over and over and over again. I couldn’t get a good grip on anything, I kept feeling like I was under attack, even when things weren’t meant that way. I know I have baggage, but usually I can keep it under check, but today that went kablooie.

I really want a do-over. So much. But I guess all I can do is hope that tomorrow will be better. Of course, any day that starts in the tire place is bound to be awesome. Ugh.

I’m going to go turn on the fan, because I know The Chosen One sleeps better that way, then roll over and finish the cry that has felt stuck in my throat since dinner, and go to sleep. I really, really didn’t like today. And I don’t like feeling like this. I have this feeling that The Chosen One wishes he wasn’t stuck with us. And I hate that. I hate that I’m the biggest part of the reason he’s feeling that way.

I know I can’t control other people’s feelings, but that doesn’t help me when I’ve disappointed people and pissed them off. I hate doing that.

Ugh.

This was quite the fun post. But it is a good picture of how I’m feeling today.

I really wish we had gotten to church. At least that would’ve been something good to come of the day. Bah.