It's been one of THOSE days

Ever have a day where nothing catastrophic happens but it's still tough to be Mary-freaking-Sunshine?

Today has been one of those days.

It started off fine.  Roy made the coffee as usual & it was delicious as usual.  I had the bathroom to myself to get ready & the breaker didn't pop like sometimes happens with 2 teen daughters & the amount of hair-do-in' that gets done around here.  Out the door with no complications to my plan.

It started to go wrong at the High School when my previously undiscovered ability to become invisible chose to reveal itself.  I stood across the counter from a receptionist that could only have come out of a Harry Potter novel.  I'm sure her last position was at Gringott's.  I finally got her attention after 15 minutes by creeping closer to the counselor's door.   Suddenly she was on me like a TMZ photographer outside a courthouse.  The rest of the experience was no more helpful & was capped off by my daughters politely asking me to wait in the lobby.  Not a big deal & they couldn't have been more subtle, but still, to be sent to the lobby to sit with the other dorky parents was humbling.  I remember when I was cool!  Wait, no I don't.  You know what I mean.

So, I sat there & stared at my feet.  Mistake.  I run around barefoot & in flip flops or sandals all summer & my last pedicure was waay too long ago.  I have the feet of a Masai Warrior.  Not. Even. Kidding.  I could chase a gazelle across the Serengeti barefoot without blinking an eye.  Time to get these hooves in for a shoe change.

That got me thinking about our budget.  Blech. This being a grown up thing is SO overrated.  Good grief.  That's something they should teach in school.  Not that we would have listened.  Grown ups are so not cool.  (See paragraph 4).

The day went downhill from there.

So here I sit, in a blissfully quiet house.  Dinner's been prepared, served, eaten & cleared.  Roy is working on a project & the girls are downstairs talking on Skype with friends.  I can hear them laughing all the way from the second floor.  The dog is snoring at my feet, & I have the TV to myself.  Maybe it's not such a bad day after all.