The word for the day: ANNOYING

Annoying. It's the only way I can describe this day. It started well, I was up early, ready to go to swimming... coffee made, devotions started, out the door. I guess it started at the class. I happen to swim in a lane with a 19 year old and a sophomore in high school, both guys, both faster than me (for now). The 19 yr old thinks he's something..... talking about how great he is at swimming, and he's been that way (in his opinion) since he was 4 years old. I ask his specialty - he swims butterfly, I'm no longer a flyer since my rotator cuff was injured. He says he's made it past a worse injury and still manages to swim fly as his speciality. He didn't bother to ask what my specialty was.  Every time we stop, and I kept up pretty well, he always says "I'll go first" in other words... "you're clearly slower than me, so I'll be leading the lane". I  finally said "Why don't you just always go first" so he would stop saying it every time. It was really grating on my nerves as a constant reminder that I was slower. (I know this is all petty, but I guess I'm sensitive about my declined ability in swimming. Give me a break, I'm not sensitive about much!) A few minutes later, he gives me some breathing advice... as if I didn't know how to do it... and then tells me how great he is at doing this particularly challenging breathing exercise. Annoying. 

We've been pretty much stuck at home because of random fevers for no reason (ffnr) since sunday. The really are random, and unpredictable.... as are the kids moods. This is the weirdest sickness we've ever had.  When I came home from swimming today I thought we might get out, but the kids are particularly indecisive about EVERYTHING. No one can decide on breakfast, so everyone decides they're not eating breakfast. No one can decide on lunch, so everyone decides not to eat lunch. I'm not kidding. Why didn't I make executive decisions on the meals? Because I knew they wouldn't eat it, equalling wasted food. Dinner is non-negotiable always... you get what I make. Anyway - I say let's go to the sprayground. One kid is on board, the other is throwing a fit of epic proportions with tears and everything. I overrule the fit thrower, and we go. We all know who the fit thrower is, and he proceeds to scream the entire way there. Once we get there his attitude changes, for like 5 minutes. There were some annoying older kids there that kept getting in his way. Yes, I stepped in and intervened. Then I sat down to nurse the baby, and JD took off. I'm yelling, he's not responding. So I stand up, pull myself together as best I could and run off after him, baby in tow. He's at the top of the next playground and won't come down unless it's on the big slide. FINE, whatever, come down however you want... but we're leaving. So I carry him out, at this point he's crying. It's clear to me at this point they don't feel well AGAIN, even after a normal morning with no fevers. 

Once home I sit on the couch to finish feeding the baby.... but when I do, I sit on a juice box(!) and completely soak my pants. Fine, change out of pants. Then I sit down to feed the baby, she poops and it comes squirting out the back all over my lap and the couch under me. Great. Clean us both up, wash the couch cover. Annoying. 

There were other events, ones I can't recall at the moment. But suffice it say they were annoying too. I decide to take the night off, James obliges and even goes to the grocery store for me. What a man! He's even made me low fat brownies and fat free ice cream, and gave me my favorite piece of the browniw on top of it (the corner)... and rented us a movie. Yes, my husband excels above all husbands.

Tomorrow is a new day. Let's hope its not nearly as annoying.