Nicole and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Have you ever read this book? Well I am contemplating writing my own book and changing the name from Alexander to Nicole. Saturday was one of THOSE days. You know, those days when you just want to go back to bed and start over. First off, I woke up with a terrible sore throat, clogged head (clogged with snot), and a puffy face. (Don't ask why a puffy face, because I have no idea... it just was for a good 2 hours that morning). Feeling under the weather is the TERRIBLE when you have ONE DAY, one SINGLE day of the week to catch up on things like housework and homework and grocery shopping and THAT day your immune system decides to crash. So I began my day a little ornery and a lot annoyed that I couldn't just sit around and drink cough syrup.

We (Jason and I) decided to do a little housework first, that went okay- although I wasn't as fast as I typically am. After an hour or so of that we decided we needed to head up to the school to take a few quizzes that we had put off until last minute. After studying for an hour at the testing center, we went in to take our tests and APPARENTLY they are only letting people take FINALS, since it is finals week! It makes sense I guess except for that our professor told us that all work was due by December 9th. No one ever mentioned that the testing center deadline was the 4th (and YES Jason and I are fully aware that we shouldn't have put it off until the week before, but really who of you have not done this before). So they told us to go to the Davis campus and take our quizzes (quizzes doesn't really roll off the tongue, maybe the plural for quiz should be quizi). So we ventured, in the cold and snow to the Davis campus... where apparently everyone had been sent because the line to get in the waiting line was a mile long. They were handing out buzzers (you know like the kind you get at restaurants) and our hands never made it on one of those buzzers. Basically, after 3 hours we had accomplished NOTHING, 0, zilch, nada. To me that is the WORST- accomplishing nothing on a day when you need to accomplish a lot and not even enjoying accomplishing nothing. It would have been one thing if we had been lazy at home for 3 hours and didn't accomplish anything.

So then we went grocery shopping, which was pretty uneventful and not that bad. EXCEPT that I am used to going grocery shopping alone and quite enjoy going grocery shopping alone, so when Jason was (in all innocence) trying to help me, I was just too frustrated to listen to his suggestions or opinions. So that made the day a little more HORRIBLE- I never like being mean to Jason, it never makes the day better and then we were both frustrated even more.

After arriving home, I realized that the day was just about over and I still had a few long hours of cleaning to do. So as Jason studied for another final, I began cleaning... still wishing that I could climb in bed and go back to sleep. Here is a little history to the next part of my NO GOOD day... -Our vacuum broke a few weeks ago. Luckily we have another smaller vacuum that we are storing for my mom, so I have been able to use that one. It doesn't work quite as good and it takes a little longer but it's better than nothing (history over)- So as I am vacuuming the living room, the smaller vacuum stops working as well! I layed down on the floor next to the vacuum for a few minutes, to gather the mental will power to not start kicking and screaming like a 2 year old.
I got up, proud of defeating my internal desires to give up on the day, and began cleaning out the fridge and doing the dishes. About 2 minutes into my endeavor, I flipped on the garbage disposal and much to my dismay I did not hear any disposing going on, only a small click... and then nothing. That was the moment when I did give up. I felt like everything I touched was breaking. So I then decided to give up and go take a lavender bubble bath. Doesn't that just sound relaxing? Well it is, when the water is hot! Do you think my water was hot? NOPE, warm for a few minutes, luke warm at best for the majority of the time! That was when I really decided that today was just not my day and it reminded me of this book.

The rest of the night, after I had given up hope of anything working out, wasn't so bad. Jason and I made breakfast for dinner and watched a crazy crazy movie- Coraline (It's like a kid's show on crack). And I would not recommend it for kids.

The only good thing is that I was able to go to sleep and the next day was better. Those terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days don't come too often, but when they do it's nice to know I have someone to snuggle up and share my bad day with.

** P.S.... I know there are some moms out there thinking that my day sounds like a piece of cake compared to some of the bad days they have had...but hey, my day will come when I think back about this day and wish for it again but until then I'm glad it's over.