Today was almost a great day...
until the second half of the day happened.
Teething babies, time cooking dinner that resulted in a nearly inedible result, and then the realization that I made a huge mistake on a private client's trip.
By the time Tyler got home from a diaper run,
I was teary-eyed and over the day.
He's consoled me by turning on Shakespeare in Love, handing me a Magnum Bar
and leaving me to it while Megan chatted me back into a better mood.
Will it all be fine in the morning?
Honestly, not really...
I'll still have a lot of work to re-do, apologies to make,
and a baby with about a million more teeth to cut.
But will it be eventually fine?
And will I someday wish back these crazy days?
Yeah, I think so.
But for today,
let's just say that "Monday"
translates into "hot mess" around the world.
Hold your head up high people,
we've got four days till the weekend.