I Am Losing My Mind

The other day I was trying to find some flip-flops to wear outside (which shouldn't be a problem because I have a million pairs), but I was trying to reach around things and I was in a hurry and so I ended up with a left teal-colored flip-flop and a right pink flip- flop. At that point I was just glad to have a pair of anything, even if they didn't match. Well, wouldn't you know I got busy with daily life and the next thing I knew I was at Ian's Kindergarten Readiness class and one of the other mom's pointed out my shoes...yep, still mis-matched. Sheesh. And while it was slightly embarrassing, I really didn't care. But I don't plan on starting a trend. :)

And then yesterday, I decided to take advantage of Ian playing with a friend to run out to the Bath and Body Works sale to get a couple of things for Elise's teachers. While I was in the process of paying, (by this time holding a fussy baby who is ready to eat and a dealing with a cranky toddler who is also "starving") I discovered that the new check card I'd been issued with my new checking account was actually an ATM card. Just an ATM card. What the heck? Do people even use those these days?! So after two calls of frustration to the bank (one to activate what I thought was my debit card, although it clearly say "ATM card" on the top and one to voice my displeasure--remember the grumpy kids--) I was told I'd just have to go to my bank's ATM and withdraw money to pay in cash. I was not a happy camper and neither were my kids. At the ATM, after entering my temporary pin number, the machine would cancel my transaction and spit my card back out. After another call to the bank, I discovered that the pin number I received was actually to a debit card that I never received. I also never received the correct pin for the ATM card. And of course, this helpful person had no access to pin numbers, so the card is useless. Which it pretty much is anyway, if I can't use it to buy things. At long last, I went through the drive-thru, withdrew cash, fed my kids, went back to the store and--finally--bought the s-t-u-p-i-d teacher gifts (which at this point I no longer even cared about) and silently cursed the bank for their idiocy. (Obviously its their fault, not mine. :))

And lastly, this morning I drew the lucky assignment of taking Max to the vet at 8am with all four children. Cory had early appointments and had to leave at 7:15, so it was up to us. I think I'd rather have a root canal. We survived the appointment, though, and took Elise to school. She was about 15 minutes late at this point, and once we got her signed in had a semi-meltdown. Leaving her at school today was worse than the first day of Kindergarten. Terrible. When I got back to the car, Ian and Merry Grace were sobbing because their Sissy had to go to school and I was traumatized because I had to send her off in tears. We finally made it home at 10:15, only for me to realize that I'd forgotten to send her with lunch money and after the morning we'd all just had, I couldn't bear to have her just eat fruit. And she has an early lunch, so 5 minutes later we loaded back up in the car to eat lunch with her. The good news is that she loved us being there and when we left her this time, all was right with the world. :) So now I have to decide whether I should be effective or just collapse on the couch since everything I seem to touch turns to disaster...

Oh well, sometimes you just can't win for losing.