Perhaps it would be more accurate to point out that my craptastic day actually started the night before when my 3-year-old decided she wasn’t going to sleep, which means I didn’t sleep either.
The hubs and I fought and fought and fought with her. Every five to ten minutes it was, “I have to go to the bathroom.”, “Jader said she hates me!”, “I need to be tucked in again”, or the infamous “Tell the Gumbo to get out of my room!” — which is Emily lingo for boogieman. Thanks for that, Mickey Mouse. That’s a totally different story for another day, though.
Anyway, it wasn’t until midnight that she finally dozed off and we felt we could actually catch some Zs. Unfortunately for us, one of our neighbors decided to invest in a rooster who woke my daughter up extremely early in the morning. Yeah. A friggin’ rooster.
So, fast forward a few hours and we are on our way to the gym after running an errand across town. Some jerk decided to make a left turn in a no left turn lane–minus his signal. I was able to stop no problem, and so was the guy directly behind me. The kid speeding behind him, however, wasn’t as lucky. He smashed his car into the guy behind me, sending his car crashing into mine. Yep, awesome! This lead to a thrilling hour and a half in a mini van packed with anxious kiddos, waiting on the police to come and fill out a report.
No blissful gym time working up a sweat for the Amster.
Frustrated, I headed home to wait for my son’s bus. When he gets home he surprisingly convinces me to take them all to the gym. Sure, why not? The worst of its over, so let’s all have some fun. The kids can play while I hit the trails for some well-deserved me time. Great idea!
So, I hit the trails as soon as we get there, drinking in the beautiful day and gorgeous scenery walking by the water. You couldn’t have asked for a more breathtaking afternoon. Ahhh.
Then…suddenly from out of nowhere…a red-winged blackbird swoops down squawking and having a fit. The thing landed on my head and began pecking at my head–literally ripping out my hair!
Okay, I understand this is a family blog, so I’ll simply say that this was a major WTF moment and leave out the rest. It wasn’t my most glorifying moment, and the guy walking the trails who saw the vicious attack didn’t even try to slightly stifle his laughter. Thanks for the help, asshat.
Needless to say, I’m thankful that it’s now bedtime and I can start a new day. Hopefully, it’s a way better!