It started with an angry parent and continued when I got home and thought my son's football practice was cancelled only to discover as I was on my way to a spirit night for my school that it wasn't! So, I turned around in rush hour traffic and attempted to get him back home to get his gear. As luck would have it I hit every red light for about 18 miles. I finally dropped him off at the field at 5:53 thinking I was 23 minutes late for his 5:30 practice. I then took my other 3 hungry...actually "hangry", kids to Chipotle. We were just about to sit down when I dropped my chicken fajita burrito with guacamole on the floor. This was one of the few times that I actually sprung for the expensive Chipotle guacamole. I felt like I deserved it after my crazy day. As I gazed at it splattered on the floor, I thought, you've got to be kidding me. As I contemplated buying another burrito I noticed that the chipotle line was out the door so I sat and watched my kids eat while I reflected on my horrible luck.
Then we rushed home so I could give my 5 year olds a bath before heading to pick up my son from practice which ended at 7:00. Surprisingly, we accomplished baths and I was out the door at 6:55pm for the 7:00 pick up! I felt like I was back on track! As I left my oldest home with my 5 year old twins, I said I'd be right back and that it would only take me about 10 minutes to pick up Gino. As I arrived at the field I noticed that practice didn't seem to be even close to over. I checked the calendar and realized the practice really hadn't started until 6:00 and wasn't over until 7:30. Sigh...
So, I sat in my car and wrote this blog post.
I'm chalking this day up as a loss. We all have to do that sometimes. Tomorrow is a new day. I've learned many lessons today:
Double check your schedule.
Don't carry two trays full of burritos at Chipotle.
And, most importantly-give yourself permission to have a bad day every once in a while.
Here's to a brighter tomorrow!