One of my favorite children’s books is about a boy named Alexander who, in his story, describes with great detail his, “terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.”
Nothing too awful happens in Alexander’s story, but lots of little things just get on his nerves to the point that he contemplates moving to Australia.
Today was kind of like that here.
A friend left facebook and I wondered how I would find her when I need her, another has a new name after a divorce, my son lost our house key, we were locked out of the house for a half an hour making my VBS planning that I had left for the last possible minute impossible, I had to call my mom and tell her we can’t come next month, one daughter was late, another lied, I was horribly impatient. Really, just horribly.
About half way through today I could tell it was going to be a, “terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.”
And then I found out that they are making this book into a movie, and well, I watched the trailer and bleh.
“Some days are like that. Even in Australia.”