I've had a horrible day.

My day:

1. Woke up late, had to rush and thought Dayne missed the bus.
2. Dayne fell out of the car onto his face onto concrete. Bled for 10 minutes, cried for 20 minutes.
3. He fell asleep just as we needed to get Wylde from school so I had to wake him up to leave, made him cry.
4. Had to wake him up (he had fallen back asleep in the car) to bring him into the house. Made him cry.
5. Told Wylde he could go to the park with the neighbors but then they went later than they said and I had to tell him No. He threw a huge fit. Told me I was "Mean, Mean, Mean, Worst Mom Ever."
6. Husband didn't come home when he said he would, had to make late minute arrangements for Dayne so I could take Wylde to his first Pack meeting for Boy scouts. Made Dayne cry.
7. Come home from pack meeting, husband still not home, had to drive into city to pick up Dayne. thought I would get ice cream to make myself feel better. Get lost, can't find Dairy Queen - my "navigation" obviously was wrong or didn't work.
8. The ice cream I did get wasn't as good as I wanted because what I DID want was a french silk blizzard from Dairy Queen. So I feel no better.
9. Kids get into bed an hour past their bed time.
10. Husband got home in time to see kids to bed. Who cares. I'm not talking to him.
11. Oh yeah, forgot to mention, I tried to eat the ice cream in the car, got it on me and all over the car. No one gave me napkins. Had to use my pants to clean the car. Thank goodness I wore my fat pant gauchos today.
12. All this drama today has given me a "pissed off fuck this day" headache.

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