Oh, today was Monday to be certain.
The children had dental appointments first thing. We found out prior to their exams that the dentist does not take M1's insurance. So, it's out of pocket all the way until Hubs returns to the UPS fold. M2 had her remaining cavity filled and her molars sealed. M1 had her teeth cleaned and assessed. And, lo and behold, SHE has a cavity and all but one of her sealants (applied by the old dentist) are gone. We have an appointment on the 14th to have her cavity filled and her molars re-sealed. Oh, joy. Today's bill? $549. Bye, bye, Christmas!!!
After taking M2 home to put on pants (she'd put on a skort and thrown a fit when I tried to put her in pants and I was too stupid to take pants along in the car), I took the girls to school and then returned home to grab my things and Hubs' Christmas items. Two fully addressed care packages were ready to go, but one wrapped present would not fit in any box I had. I ended up having to go to the UPS store and buy a box to mail the stupid thing in. Over $12 to prepare and mail an $8 item. Oh, well. It isn't like today began in a frugal manner.
At the post office, I was reminded that I'm entirely too considerate. I ALWAYS pay attention when I'm going in or out of the post office to who is coming in or leaving. If someone is coming to the door, even from the far reaches of the parking lot, with something hard to handle, I will wait and open the door for them. That's just me. Perhaps it's because I have been stuck balancing a bajillion things, yanking a door open with one finger and then finishing the job with my knee and my foot that I pay attention.
Today, I was RIGHT behind some old bitty who hurried through the door and let it shut right in my face. I'm thinking her wrinkled ass was worried I'd be in front of her in line if she held the door. Nope. I had three customs forms to fill out, thank you very much. I stood in line forevah! Then, lunged forward with my now numb arms to place three boxes on the counter. I needed to tape down one address label and in doing so, I managed to knock over a small display box of priority envelopes geared toward Christmas cards.
Um. It's November 30th. How much of a dink do you have to be to 1) feel the need to send your Christmas cards within hours of Thanksgiving and 2) feel the need to place said cards in individual, priority envelopes? Put your late BILLS in a priority envelope. Christmas cards are a may not a must, my friends.
I was not at work nearly long enough today. I have mouths to feed and pay for so I need to hit the bricks and get my butt to work at a decent time tomorrow. I so need to run, however, that I will need to figure that one out fast.
The children were not listening that well this evening. They did not end up in bed until a full hour past their bedtime. I'd better not hear any whining in the morning. I do know one thing: no TV tomorrow until homework is finished and their rooms are picked up. Period. I, honestly, cannot stand to hear the sound of my own voice anymore on these matters.
The only saving graces of today? A long overdue conversation with one of my oldest and dearest friends, hearing from my husband on the phone and a glass of chardonnay.
Other than that? Total bust.
But, tomorrow is another day and I have tons of things to try and accomplish tomorrow.
Guess we will see how I do.