I was supposed to go to our Kiwanis club meeting tonight.

Instead, I am on the couch in my pj’s eating a bowl of chili I made for our club’s potluck tonight. That’s how bad of a day it’s been.

It all started this morning when I asked Lucy to put her shoes on. She’s 3. She can put them on herself. She just doesn’t want to. And, that’s when my day of back-to-back-to-back temper tantrums began. Because, you know, I am the meanest mom EVER.

And, so, my little drama queen spent about 45 minutes under my bed crying her little eyes out. She wouldn’t talk to me or come out but would scream at me when she would hear my show on TV. Yeah. She was a joy to be around.

Then, there was the meltdown at Kroger because she didn’t want to sit in the cart. The CAR cart. The car cart that I got because she won’t ride in anything else even though I can’t navigate it to save my life. I’m sorry, but my little munchkin is slow, and I was in a hurry, so riding in the cart was her only option.

And, then…THEN, she woke up in a crappy mood from her nap. She didn’t want to get out of bed. She didn’t want to get dressed. But, she DID want to go to Kiwanis. U-G-H.

So, here I am. Enjoying the quiet, watching the news and hoping my splitting headache goes away soon.