today

Today I was just off. All day. I woke up tired and groggy, went through my morning routine of getting dressed, helping Pip and Patrick get out the door and then I followed out last at 8:15am. I grabbed my backpack, my purse, my lunch bag, rain jacket, sweatshirt and cell phone and locked the bottom lock as I closed the door. The minute I heard the door shut I realized I didn't have my keys in my hand and had just (for the first time ever) locked myself out of my own house. I started peeling all the bags off my shoulders and grabbed my phone and immediately called Patrick to turn around and come back and unlock the door for me. As the phone was ringing I looked down in my hand and buried under like 4 straps of bags was my friggin keys. What? That is so not like me.
By now it was raining so I hauled butt down the street and ran to class. It was about 8:23am at this point and as I got into the science building it suddenly hit me. MY FREAKING CLASS STARTED AT 8AM. I've never, ever, ever, ever been late (or missed!) a class since I've been back at school. And to make it worse, this was my Microbiology hybrid course - where attendance is mandatory and each day you miss is 5% off of your final grade...and tardies count as a 1/2 absence. I ran down the hall and into my class where everyone was busy at the microscopes and my professor gave me the stink eye and provided NO direction as to what the class was working on. Some bitch had taken my seat, which also meant she was working with my lab partner. So I had to squeeze and shove my way into the last seat which was in the dead center of the class room, then I had to search for an available microscope, unclaimed slides and then look around and try and figure out what the hell we were working on. Let me add that this is the last pre-req that most people are taking for the nursing program and about 99% of people in my class have already applied to nursing school and are waiting for their results. So it is very terse and awkwardly competitive between everyone. Since I'm getting a rep for being a good student (toot toot toot!) NO ONE would help me out and let me know what was going on. I felt so frustrated and mad and annoyed and embarrassed. I started working on a section in our lab manual and after about 15 minutes my butt hole professor came up and told me I was working on a section that I wasn't assigned. Eventually I got on the right track and actually caught up with the rest of the class, but the whole situation really frustrated me and started the morning off on a crappy note.
At the end of the class I headed to the library and after searching around I couldn't find any empty study rooms. So I went up to the science department and found a spot in this empty room that they use to store Anatomy equipment, but also allow students to study in. So I stayed in there for a bit and then looked at my watch and realized it was 12:45 and time to get Piper. By the time I was in my car it was 1:00 and I hightailed it to Piper's school (which is less than a mile away) and was just about to pull into the parking lot when something felt really wrong. I looked at the clock in my car...1:07pm. Is that right? Wait, what time do I pick up Piper? I was so confused, that I had to call Patrick and ask him - do I pick up Piper at 1:00 or 2:00? 2:00!!! What the heck is wrong with me today? I left an entire hour early to pick her up. I ended up turning around and running a few errands before going back an hour later.
On top of all of that, our babysitter had to cancel for tonight because of food poisoning so Patrick and I had to cancel our date night. My hair looks horrible and there's nothing I can do about it except for grow it out. My face is splotchy and I have this weird rash that won't go away on it and I've gained back all the weight I lost from when I was nursing Piper and it really is ticking me off.

Whew, that felt good to get off my chest.

My evening did get so much better though. Patrick surprised me by coming home early, bringing me beautiful, happy stargazer lilies and taking Piper and I out to Five Guys for burgers. schmoopie!