Today turned out to be a four-cans of Diet Coke with Lime kind of day. It was a find-and-eat all the dark chocolate in the house sort of day. This was a day in which I hollered so loudly that my throat hurt, a day in which I crumpled a pile of papers into a ball and threw them with some venom onto the kitchen floor while shouting at my son, “I HATE THIS!” I marched out of the room, straight through the laundry room and into the boys’ bathroom where I realized I was trapped and thus, I had to emerge sooner rather than later.
This was a bad day. I blame pre-algebra. Also, my hormones. And attention deficit disorder and whatever processing disorder my son has which makes it easier for him to forget than to remember. I blame the number 17 and the number 51 and the sneaky relationship they have with one another. I blame the weather and the trajectory of the moon and February. I blame the dentist and the virus in our house that makes me youngest son cough day and night. I blame bad luck and the grimy carpet and Hillary Clinton.
At least it’s over.
My husband didn’t return until nearly 7:30 tonight from his workday–some days are long like that–and I’m not sure which of us were more wiped out.
Tomorrow is a new day. Tomorrow, I will not yell. I will smile and cheer and do six cartwheels across the kitchen floor. I will not eat chocolate (I ate it all today).
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There are some parts of this post that I was just sure you were spying on me today… no dark chocolate for me either tomorrow. And yes, so good that tomorrow is a new day. I better get to bed now or I’ll need my Coke first thing.
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I yelled at my grandson for the very first time today.
This made his lower lip stick out and tremble a little bit.
So, I HAD to eat a half of a bag of chocolate covered peanuts.
The me I imagine myself to be is SO much nobler than the me I actually am.
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Though I’m not at the same point you are when it comes to kids or ages I do understand how you are feeling. I have 2. Emma turned 1 on Jan 6 of this year and Jonathan turned 2 on Jan 24th of this year. Sometimes I throw my hands up and ask God why He thought I could handle them. Thank goodness it comes and goes. Thank goodness that they inevitably do something to redeem themselve.
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Hope today is better.
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Thank God for new days! I hate it when I have days like that. It just seems that everything will set you off. I had a day like that about 2 weeks ago. Then I proceed to feel terrible for the next 2 days, because I yelled and screamed.
Better Days!
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I just yelled at my 9m old son.
“Fine, just sit there and yell because nothing I do is making you happy anyway!”
So he’s in the kitchen moaning and yelling and I’m in here, ignoring him.
Such stellar parenting around here today. 😛
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I really can relate to how you were feeling. I had a bad day yesterday too. But, one positive thing that I get from reading about yours is how you decide that tomorrow will be different. I tend to beat myself up forever about that bad day until the next one comes along, and then I just feel worse. I think I could learn something from your outlook…I guess that’s why I continue to read your blogs…
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Oh Mel, I’m so sorry that you had such a difficult day. *hugs* I think that we all have those bad days, probably more often than we care to admit. I know that I do. The only thing that truly makes me feel any better is knowing that my heart still hurts over it. Doesn’t that sound funny? But, the alternative is that we become comfortable with the discord…and it stops bothering us.
*hugs*
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You know Mel you are a terrific writer and I hope you write about many other topics, too! I started reading you because of the topic but I’ve kept reading because you’re so much fun to read.
p.s. I think smiling is gallant enough of you for today (next day); I’d personally skip the cartwheels.
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I’ve been upping my Diet Coke lately, but I finished the dark chocolate last week. 🙂
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The last two days have been especially crabby ones for me, and I can’t figure it out. We must be matched on some sort of crabby cycle.
I hope that things turn out better today.
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Some days are just like that. (((HUGS))) Hoping today is a better one.
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Oh, I hear ya, sister.
I mean…I know I don’t know you or anything…but I’ve had just that sort of day. My oldest son’s math is breaking me. Whenever he’s bent over that yellow and blue book and he calls out “Mom? I don’t understand this,” I can feel my blood pressure rise.
The other day I yelled at my middle son (he of the complicated processing) until our dog came and stood behind him and trembled at me.
Where’s the chocolate?
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wow this sounds like the post I wrote last night. Thankfully tomorrow is another day.
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There must be something in the air … I had a similar day. Except there was no chocolate and exchange diet for regular coke.
I was in tears several times yesterday.
Sadly, today isn’t getting any better. As I type this my one year old is screaming, mad at me, because I cut him off of ripping everything out of the cabinents and being able to climb the stairs. At least I know I’m not the only one who has days like this.
I do hope today is going much better for you though.
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I am sorry you had such a bad day. I did not have a bad day, but was totally wipped, I took and bath and went to bed by 8pm!
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I had a bad day yesterday too. Maybe it’s the weather. We had all that sun, and then had it yanked away from us just as we were getting used to it. But you’re right. It’s probably Hillary Clinton. 😉
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I so love your honesty!! Hope today is going better I’ve had plenty of days like this too….
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Oh, sweetie, I hope today is a better day. Unfortunately, some days are like that, and we have to forgive ourselves, and let our kids forgive us, too.
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A funeral, a road trip, a child’s birthday, and IUD removal, and the resulting vengeful return of pms have characterized my week. I think my family is ready to go into witness protection. I know, however, that God is using all of these things for a purpose yet unknown to me. I’ve resisted the hundred or so urges to throw something at someone. I’ve given hugs even when I didn’t want to, and managed to not show it. I’m doing good, and yes, tomorrow will be a better day.
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LOL Thanks for sharing! It’s nice to know I’m not the only one experiencing days like this! Only mine started last evening and extended into this one. (Can anyone say $150 biteplane–lost in first week in child’s mouth–plus three hours lost work, plus 20+ deals to be closed by tomorrow that aren’t, plus. . .plus. . .plus) ARGH! I don’t have any chocolate! LOL I’ll just have to read blogs instead 😉
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Come visit my little prayer room…it’ll make your bad day seem so much better. (((((HUG)))))
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Oh Mel! {HUGS} Can’t imagine how tough it is to be patient with all that you have to go through…Sometimes I like to viciously break a lil plate or a cup (that is not new and is already chipped)…but then we have to clean it up ourselves so why bother even? Hope a little sun can make your day feel better!
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I think God plans this type of days to open our eyes to the delights of the the life he has for us here and now…
It’s all a learning experience, and it’s all good when we see God in each part of the process…
Maybe today!
Sandy
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