You had a bad day

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You’re faking a smile with the coffee you go
You tell me your life’s been way off line
You fall into pieces every time
And I don’t need no carryin’ on

Because you had a bad day
You’re taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don’t know
You tell me don’t lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don’t lie
You hurry back down and you really don’t mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Now, let me tell you about MY bad day.

Imagine not feeling too hot, but knowing you can’t stay in bed. So you drag your groggy self out of bed in time to make breakfast for 5 hungry Littles, and be breakfast for one other one. But you’re half-hour late and, oh yeah, you didn’t pick up the house or do your school planning because you had such a busy weekend. Fun, but busy.

And now you’re paying for that fun.

So you pour your coffee and then realize you’re out of creamer so I guess it’s milk for you. But to make up for that, you go ahead and use the real sugar. Making lemonade out of lemons!

Sit down to eat, and then figure you might as well start a load of laundry. That’s your mistake. Trying to get something done before you’ve eaten breakfast.

But you start it and sit down to eat. You pour yourself some store-bought green juice because you know you won’t have time to make your own. You decide to get something from the garage which you now forget, but let’s face it, you probably would have forgotten it by the time you walked out there anyway. As usual.

But today when you start to walk into the garage, you step in water. And not a spilled drink like normal, but a little river. You run/slip your way to the laundry room, where you realize there’s been a minor disaster, and now your laundry room, playroom, and kitchen are full of water.

And you haven’t even eaten your breakfast yet.

As your food gets cold, you scream to the little Littles to stay out of the water, while screaming to the big Littles to go get towels and help you sop this up. You call your husband at work and interrupt him in the middle of class to tell him all about it. Then you call your in-laws, but they are busy.

This would be a fairly bad day, but to make things worst, your 2-month-old decides he is going to scream bloody murder until you nurse him, which you can’t do until you’ve sopped up every last bit of water. And this isn’t easy because it requires moving your 2-ton desk, your washing machine and your dryer, and various other items out of the way. But this does lead you to at least notice that the whole problem with the washer is that the drain line has fallen out of the wall.

Makes a fake smile while drinking coffee seem pretty mild, right?

But we made it through, with a little screaming. The floor behind our desk is now super clean, and every towel in our house has had a good washing.

How is your bad day going?


One thought on “You had a bad day

  1. I think that is actually one major difference for bigger families, bigger disasters. It sounds like a bad day- sorry Jeanne. Today will be better, or at least different.

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