I am typing this on my phone (love technology!) while my kids play at the magical wooden train table at B&N, that somehow holds their attention, even though we have one much like it at home they won’t touch. I digress.
Here I sit, sip, and eat. Just starting out trying to make change, and I’m already flubbing up.
And here’s my excuse: my three kidlets wouldn’t cooperate as we tried to race out the door for well-checks at their pediatricians. It was one of those mornings that time seemed to speed-up and simple routines became disasters. No one ate breakfast and the coffee was never made- a disaster itself! It was a tear-my-hair-out morning.
Which brings me to my wonderment: how do I better prepare for these kind of days, or do I just accept that they happen and move on? When faced with a bad day- and the urge to throw it all out the window is so strong, what do you do?