One of those Days…

You know  when you have one of those days where nothing seems to go right, and no matter what, you still feel all funked up inside, and not in a good way?  You know those days when you realize that after two rounds of antibiotics, back to back, your baby still has an ear infection?  You know those days when you wake up really early, but not because you really wanted to?  You know those nights when your baby wakes up four or five times because she is sick and her ears hurt?  You know those days when all you really want to do is escape to your room and organize your craft supplies, but there is no way that’s going to happen?  You know those days when you wish the neighbors would pick up their feet on the stairs because their pounding up and down is waking up your child and knocking pictures off of the walls?  And those other days that you really want to just go outside and yell at them, but your child is screaming and needs to be soothed back to sleep, so going outside to yell at someone really isn’t your best option?  You know those days when you finally crash into your bed only to realize that you don’t remember the last time you brushed your teeth, and furthermore, you don’t care?  I hate those days.

And you know those other days when everything seems to go perfectly, and everyone is happy and dinner turned out fantasticly, and there was a really long naptime and no one sent you crappy emails and you rediscovered your favorite Christmas music, and then you invented the best pie in the world (Cran-apple pie with fresh raspberry sauce) and the crust was perfect and flaky, and you woke up refreshed and went to bed early, and had plenty of time to doodle random things in your little art books and look at lovely things on the internet and come up with clever blog posts and taught your baby something new, and watched her blow adorable kisses at her baby doll and heard for say “Mama” for the first time  and it was generally just the best day ever?  I wish I was having one of those days.