You know you are having a bad day when what usually seems like a small thing sets you off. I'm probably in a bad mood because of a "discussion" I had with my husband last night. I went to bed upset.
Earlier that night I boiled water and was planning to make iced tea. When the water boiled, I put the tea bags in. And it stayed like that until my husband left for work and the kids left for school this morning. Then I started to clean up the kitchen. I got a pitcher to pour the tea into. While I was pouring it, I thought I saw something on the top of the tea. Was it a small bug that just went into the pitcher??? I looked but couldn't find it. I thought I'm never going to want to drink this if I'm always wondering if a bug is in it. So I dumped out the tea that was already in the pitcher. I rinsed out the pitcher and figured I could still drink the rest of the tea, right? So I poured the rest into the pitcher. Then I started looking at it and wondering, "could there be another bug in there?" So I looked at the tea in the pitcher and the empty pot for a few minutes. Then I dumped it all out. I know I'll never drink that tea. I'll never get the image of a bug floating in the tea out of my mind. Now I'm starting to wonder if I can ever drink iced tea again! *sigh*
Today was also my kindergartner's last day of school. I heard that on the last day of school the moms blow bubbles and clap as the kids walk out of the school. So I went with bubbles and my camera. I took a few pictures and blew some bubbles. Then my son wanted to show me the ants he had found on the playground. I looked at the ants and oohed and ahhed as moms are supposed to do when their 6 year old shows them an ant hill they found. Then my son asked if we could come back later and collect some ants in his bucket. I explained to him that we had a lot of things to do today but maybe we'd have time tomorrow or another day. That was not a good enough answer for him. He started to pout, and broke out into tears! *sigh* Have you heard of the saying, "No good deed goes unpunished?" I think the saying is my motto.
Somehow I managed to get him out of the tantrum and into the car. Then another tantrum started because he didn't want to sit in his car seat. This pushed me over the limit. I couldn't help but yell at him and he went straight to his room when we got home.
I have a doctor's appointment later. My husband is supposed to meet there so he can watch my son while I go in. Then I have to pick up the 4 year old from preschool. I was thinking about going out for ice cream since it's the last day of school, but I'm not sure I have the patience for it. First bugs in my tea then a tantrum... hmmm.... maybe some ice cream will do me some good!