Eat My Shorts

Disclaimer: This post is going to be negative. I don't need sympathy. I just need to complain and vent and just get it all off my chest.

My Day:

* Woke up a million times because I couldn't breath.

*Spilled the rest of a box of Honey Nut Cheerios all over the carpet. Thankfully there weren't THAT many, but I still had to get the vacuum out.

*Suctioned my poor little boys bloody, snotty nose out as he screamed and cried and broke his Momma's heart.

*Went to the Y for my first day of work. Upon arrival no one really seemed to know I was starting. By the time it all got figured out and I got my employee card, the kids were starting to show up, so I got handed a key and sent on my way knowing nothing about any kind of procedures. Within 5 minutes I had 13 kids ranging from 11 months (Daniel) to 6 years old. By 9:45 I had 15 kids. Alone. Because the Y isn't a licensed center ratios are different (although I'm not sure that 1 person having 15 kids is right!). For example...if it were a daycare and a daycare that followed rules of having mixed ages I would be able to have 4 because you have would have to go by the youngest age ratio. Anyway, I could probably handle 8-10, but 15? Eek!

The kids were wild and crazy. Crap getting dumped out faster than I could control it. Daniel kept having meltdowns. I think partially because he's sick and partially because he was overwhelmed. Heck, I wanted to cry too! My *favorite* (insert sarcasm here) was the mom with the 2 worst kids. "Um...they're potty training so please take them to the bathroom every 15 minutes." Riiiiight. And do what with the other 13 kids??

And the toys! The toys are SO dirty. I don't think they've ever been cleaned. There's a container of Clorox wipes that looks ancient. The floor is dirty too. I could tell by Daniel's pants.

Sigh. I want this to work for the money, but I don't know. I'll give it a couple of weeks, but I'm not going to force myself to do something I hate for money. Especially if it's going to overwhelm Daniel.

*While I was there I noticed Daniel had drainage coming out of his ear. Sigh. I tried to call the doctor right then, but I have no signal in that room. I can get online, but I can't make a phone call. Jeepers.

*Called the doctor to try to get an appointment and ate lunch and fed Daniel while I was waiting for a call back.

*Didn't get a call back so I tried again an hour and a half later. They were at lunch so I got put on the "Rush" list for when they got back.

*Put D down for his nap and talked to my mom (That was a good part of the day)

*D woke up screaming an hour later and never went back down.

*Called the doctor's office again, where I was told, "You're on the rush list so someone should be calling you soon..."

*Finally got a call to come at 4.

*Rushed to get supper ready to go in the oven while we were at the doctor.

*Doctor said it's an ear infection and also prescribed a cream for behind his ear where he has a sore.

*Went to Walgreens but it hadn't come through yet.

*Shopped while waiting. Got a couple good deals. I "extreme" couponed and got a bottle of Scope for ,49 cents. My one "Win" of the day.

*30 minutes later prescription still hadn't cleared because apparently everyone in Taylorville is sick and the pharmacy was so backed up that their computers kept locking up.

*Came home and ate supper. Dropped baby food all over my sock and the carpet.

*Called the pharmacy at 6:30. One prescription has cleared insurance. One hasn't. (Uh?). And the first one still wouldn't be ready for at least 40 minutes.

*My kiddo is throwing a fit and is tired, but I need his flipping medicine so up he stays until I go attempt to get something for him.

I'm over it. This day was a horrible, no good, very bad day.

Tomorrow has to be better. It can only go up from here...RIGHT!?