Because I have. This week. Especially yesterday.
It started going downhill when I went to the Farmer's market to buy Pomegranates. I made the mistake of buying some last week and the kids loved them and devoured them. And they were $.50 each. Seriously. they're $4 in the store, but here in So Cal people grow them in their yards easily and they're cheap. LAST week they were $.50. This week they were all $1 each. Which is still cheap for a Pomegranate, it was still double what I was hoping to pay for them.
But anyway, we really were going because we had books due at the library yesterday and I was going to be there, anyway. And I had to beg and plead to renew a book for the 3rd time that I still can't find. But it's been 6 months since I've had an overdue fine. I'm still on a payment plan for our other overdue fines. Never ever ever keep 30+ books out past their due date. Because at .25/day/book it gets expensive. Fast.
They set up the Farmer's market on the street next to the library. And all the vendors parked their cars and booths so close together that to get from library to the Farmer's market, I had to go to the end of the block. Usually they're no problem getting from sidewalk to street, so it bugged me. And then once I got there, I was annoyed to find the price increase. On the way home I stop at the roadside stand in front of the feed store to buy avacados hoping for non-ripe ones and they're all ripe. But she had $.50 Pomegranates. After I just bought 3 of the $1 ones. And the sign says 15 Avocados for $2. 'Cept I get home and count and there are only 10 Avocados in the bag.
Anyway after I get home... I put the car keys down and misplaced and couldn't find them. (still can't) While I'm tearing the house apart looking for the keys, Larry called and told me a friend of his was coming over at 6:30, which meant I needed to get the house picked up and plan something for dinner. Go through the freezer and realize I don't have much that will work. Decide on baked pasta and bread. Since I had the makings for lasagna I'm supposed to bring to our small group on Monday. Start making the bread. it's not rising. at all. in 3 hours. decide I'll probably just buy some. I'll have to buy more ricotta, anyway.
But that'd be small time annoyances adding up.
The universe kicked into high gear on my way to school to volunteer.
As I was sitting at the stop light waiting to turn, a big water delivery truck forgot to keep his foot on the brakes and proceeded to run into us. The first jolt made me take my foot off the brake so we lurched forward and then he banged into us again. There is nothing quite as disturbing to feel your car get hit and look in the rear view mirror and see a massive international truck there. We're fine. The bumper has 2 imprints from the bolts from the front of his truck and it appears to be bent. But overall little damage. If only I was driving the minivan, I'd be getting a new one this week. I only say that because there weren't occupants in the very back seat..
The frosted bar cookies sitting on the front seat didn't fare as well as the humans in the car and slid to the floor getting the frosting all over the cover of the baking dishes. They were on their way to school for the pumpkin festival I was on my way to volunteer at.
And it gets better... so I was in Joey's classroom volunteering and at the end of school, I left him, Kayla and JM with the other mom and went to get Sonia. She's supposed to be across the hall. Her room was empty. I go to the front of school where the classes wait for parents to drive up, her entire class is missing. Back to the courtyard to wait and they never come. I panic about how an entire 2nd grade class can disappear. Consult Joey's teacher who also starts looking.... eventually they're found outside at parent pick up area. The student teacher took them out the kindergarten area, apparently. I think I have about 9 more grey hairs for the time it took to find the missing 2nd grade class.
But it didn't end there. That got us to 1:30
On the way to soccer practice I decided the wash the truck since the automatic car wash was working. Larry took the truck off roading last weekend hunting and apparently there was alot of mud and deep mud. It was in the door wells and windows. He washed it but it still had quite alot of mud. So I pay for the 'really scrub it good' car wash. And it gets 1 pass into scrubbing and soaping up 1/2 the truck and it stops. It gives the green arrow to move on. I'm covered in soap. Who has this happen to them? I never heard of such a thing.
At soccer practice, S+J's assistant coach show up limping and the coach is running late. The toy I brought for JM to use doesn't work and I was planning on running around the track during practice but instead it was being used by the Marines for training. And they weren't willing to not stand across the entire track to let people pass by, much less people with jogging strollers.
I stop at a grocery store on the way home because a. it's back to school shopping night and the school gets credit for the 3 hours that night and b. Larry's friend was supposed to be coming to dinner and the bread I had made to go with dinner wasn't rising right.
I get to the truck. Unlock it and can't find the keys. Empty the trunk, the grocery bags, my purse. Panic because it's Larry's keys since I lost my keys earlier that day. Finally find them. The kids complain they're starving the entire time home.And I forgot the ricotta.
Fed the kids dinner and decided I'd had enough of that day and we all went to bed. And Larry's friend didn't come at all. Supposedly he'll be here tonight. I'm not holding my breath on that one.
Today the universe hasn't plotted so much. I spent an hour waiting on hold for customer service to tell me that they don't actually service the treadmills they sell the extended warranties for and that I have to go back to the place I bought it at to request service. But apparently the problem I has was merely that the instruction manual for resetting the lube belt message was wrong.
I volunteered with Joey's class again and have vowed that I could never. ever. ever. be a teacher. But I wasn't rear ended waiting at the light to turn today, so that's always a good thing.
But after 2 days at school - Dear Lord. I understand why some teachers are really whiny. I'd be whiny if I had to deal with some of those kids all day. What do you do with kids that refuse to listen and run off?Not figuratively. Literally. Runs out the door of the classroom and no one know where he's going sort of running off. I wanted to strangle them or perhaps duct tape them to a chair, but I think that's not an option. Joey said one of the kids has been in detention weekly but I swear there were 6 that I thought were likely suspects for that. Again. Glad they're not my kids and that I'm not the teacher trying to make them stay in the class room and not get up and run around when they're supposed to be sitting. I think I'd be an advocate for equipping the teacher with IM haldol or tranquilizer dart guns.
Anyway...
Since I don't have a tranquilizer dart gun here, I guess I better go reinforce the 'you need to clean up your own stuff before we do anything fun tonight' rule.
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