Manic Monday

I'm not complaining. Really, I'm not. Mama said there'd be days like this. There'd be days where it seems like everything goes wrong. Like:

• an early morning wake~up by the dog who just had to go outside. Right. Now.
• a second early morning wake~up by a child with wet jammies and wet sheets.
• a very unrestful rest of the nite morning because I chose to share my bed with said bedwetter (in addition to the dog that claimed his spot right where my legs should have gone) instead of dealing with wet sheets in the dark.
• a too-cold house this morning because we didn't check the programmable thermostat when we turned on the furnace for the first time last nite.
• a completely dead van battery discovered 15 minutes before the start of school.
• a backed up kitchen drain (I guess the garbage disposal couldn't handle the fridge cleanout).
• an MIA library book that is due today. Paging Captain Underpants, where aaaarrrreeee you?
• kids stuck after school because said battery is still dead and husband is working 2 hours away today.

So, now instead of fetching my kids from school, I'm baking cupcakes, making a mega grocery list, gearing up for my Beth Moore study tonite, and opening the windows. A pumpkin spice candle is burning and the sun is shining in. Monday, you sure are giving me a run for my money today. But I've had a whole pot of coffee, so you better watch out!. You won't win that easily;)