B was extra kranky and I couldn't do anything because he would only sleep if I was holding him.
When I finally got him to sleep in his crib I wanted to mow.
Couldn't get the mower to start because my arm is to short to hold down the lever and pull the string.
Was moving a pile of wood and got at least 3 splinters in my hand and I'm still to afraid to take them out.
Kept telling myself I wasn't going to cook but the hubby said he wasn't picking up anything up so guess what,
I cooked.
and I didn't enjoy it.
not one bit.
and while cooking
I burnt myself with the pan.
but things that makes me smile are my
seeing my niece and my kid play
- finally being able to get the grass mowed. well. the back yard at least.
- long walks with the boys in their strollers and not hearing a sound come out of them for over an hour.
- the wind blowing in my hair.
. . . The night got much better. but the day, it still sucked!
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