Bad Morning

Everything was going fine as I drove J to his first Little Gym class until I couldn't find the place. I looked everywhere, up and down the road where it was supposed to be, but apparently I missed it. To make matters worse, my phone was dead and the car charger wasn't working, so I couldn't call them to get the location or to let them know the situation.

I was so frustrated and upset, I even cried. Hormones? Probably.

I decided to run to my office to use the phone there, and wouldn't you know, I had the wrong set of keys so I couldn't get in. At this point, I was about to lose it, which actually did happen when J started asking me for candy that I didn't have. After about the 5th time he asked, I screamed at the top of my lungs. Usually something like this would bring him to tears, but he just looked at me like, "Oh shit, I'd better be quiet" and stopped asking.

Afterwards, when I was able to get some deep breaths in and calm down, I apologized for yelling at him. I really do hate when my temper flares out of control. It doesn't happen often, but it's never a good thing.

So anyhow, when I finally got home and called them to let them know the situation, would you believe I got their damn voicemail? So even if I would have called while I was looking, I probably wouldn't have been able to get in touch with someone anyhow. I left a message and will reschedule for Monday if I can, but man, what a bad morning!