Remember the night I skipped the school function to stay home but it turns out I also missed Bon Jovi night on American Idol? Karma.
Yesterday was just one of those days. On my way to work I all of a sudden found myself hurtling toward east Urbana. Oops. I had overshot the road to work—-which I turn down EVERY day—-by a mile or two. Turned around and headed back to my place of work but it sort of set the tone for the day. Long day and by 4:00 I had a headache and just wanted to go home.
Phone call from my mother. sigh.
I trudged over there after work and it took awhile but I managed to get my father to give me his hearing aid so I could change the battery. It seems that he doesn’t really recognize that he’s not hearing but it makes him more confused and irritable. (Of course one of the hearing aids is broken so Ernie will take it in today, as well as stop and get my mother’s glasses which she left at the hair salon yesterday, etc., etc….) Then he didn’t seem to know how to put the hearing aid back in but I managed to figure it out. Then he was seemed better and even asked for a kiss and a hug before I left.
Got home late, tired and grumpy. Said ‘the hell with it’ to the family dinner and fed the boys. Figured then I could just collapse and cook something more interesting for us later. Karma. Should have just fixed the frigging family dinner and blueberry cobbler like I was supposed to. It was a night of bickering, whining and squabbling. If only it had been warm out I could have just shoved them out into the yard. I just wanted to escape. And then the dinner I made wasn’t even very good.
The last two days Owen has been almost annoyingly cheerful about going to school. Not today. Managed to get him out of the house but gave in to no socks and not brushing his teeth. Sometimes…..
This will not go down as one of my favorite weeks.
Oh well…here’s a Kevin Welch song that sums up some of what I’m feeling….