Warning: The Vent of an Overwhelmed Mom

What a week. What a darn, ridiculous, and expensive week! And today's only Wednesday.

Well, yesterday I had to take my car in for an entire new brake job, including a master cylinder. We were going to get another car this month, but it looks like it wont be until next year. I cant believe we put $520 into a car with 220,000 miles on it... but the little thing really has been the best car ever! We bought it for $700 seven years ago with 118,000 miles on it, and the only thing I have ever had to have done is the alternator. So hear this:

The mechanic gave me a ride home while they kept my car. I forgot to take my house key off the ring! I thought, No biggie" since I could go through the garage and into my bedroom. The Husband LOCKED THE DOOR! Never before has it been locked, but he did so a few days ago. So the only window NOT locked was the one over the kitchen sink... yep, measures roughly 20 inches across while fully open. I imagine my arse is bigger than that. I climb in, and staring back at me is the trash can that the dog decided to get into... dragged all the way into the living room. Oh, but let us back up. I dropped the kids off at the rec center to swim so they didn't have to deal with the boring brake job. I went into the Safeway to grab them some breakfast to break a $100 bill so I could get them into the pool. This chump is behind us (a Pepsi employee) who is taking inventory of the cooler. He drops a bottle of pop which EXPLODES 4 inches behind my feet, and went all the way up to my butt, in my shoes, and on my hands. The SOB didn't even apologize. I said a few, not-so-choice words in front of the kids and left. That was fun.. bathing in Pepsi at 8 in the morning, being told how much it would be to fix my car, climbing through a window meant for "Barbie", cleaning up trash and feeling like crap the whole time. What a day! Not!

I have come down with a cold, probably due to my hardcore running around. I have a low-grade fever and a swollen throat. The aches don't help -- that's for sure. I have to get Pixie's new Team Dress this afternoon from the seamstress about an hour away for another $550. Then I have to get her to a final rehearsal at 7pm tonight (another hour away!) in which I won't be in bed until after 11pm tonight, and finally get her to the airport at 8am in the morning.

*******ARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH******

Ok, there's my scream for the day.

Sunday I am hosting a Croning Ceremony for some friends, and I seriously have put to much on my plate this week.

I know its supposed to be a homeschooling blog, but I seriously needed to vent. Thanks...