I woke up late yesterday.
I was late leaving the house to drop Brody off.
I realized once I was down the road that I forgot my phone.
I dropped Brody off and went back to get it.
Got to work, walked into my office and realized I forgot my laptop.
I went home (again) to get it.
Trevor’s Nan is not doing well- she’s in the hospital and the details of that had me crying on the way back to work.
After work, I returned home to the loudest children on Earth.
Knox refused to eat.
Brody ate his food and Knox’s.
My phone rings: it’s the real estate agent telling me that after two months in escrow, the buyer’ financing fell through.
My house is half packed and in storage.
They still want the house, but who knows if it will work.
All I wanted was a quiet evening alone.
Brody refused to go to sleep, so I had to have an ugly cry with him climbing on my head and poking me in the eye.
I’d love a better day today.
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