Sunday

Is there some cosmic law that states you can only have so many good days in a row and then you must suffer through an awful one? Today sucks, and it is only 9:26am....wish me luck for the rest of the day. My boys (hubby included) woke up early, dont they know today is the bonus hour meant for sleeping? We did change the clocks back before bed.....so why oh why didnt I get to stay in bed late?? Waking up early is bad enough but I woke up with a sore mouth. I had oral surgery on Thursday and Im still very uncomfortable (thank God for Vicodin). Then I was struck with some ambition to organize the cupboard. I have all intentions of meal planning for the next month or so, using only what we have on hand. So after sitting on the floor for entirely too long, my back and hip is killing me (again, thank God for vicodin). As I sat on the couch getting ready to check my email my middle son ran by and knocked my coffee over. My precious pumpkin spice flavored cup of happiness. ugh. I know it could be worse but that is alot of crap stuffed into one morning. Maybe, just maybe the rest of the day will be better.