16/30

The best laid plans all that.

I had so many today. And here's what happened instead.

I worked at the school (in pre-k) which was fine. Except sometimes my heart (and my eyes) weep for these kids. Today it was a little boy who was a troublemaker and quite a handful. I'd been warned about him. Well, he's raised by his Grandmother because both his parents are in PRISON. Yeah. I'm gonna go ahead and say the kid is going to have some issues. But it just breaks my heart because I know that he doesn't have much chance at a normal life. Maybe not even a happy one. And it's not his fault. And he's only 4. I'm crying right now just thinking about it.

So, now I'm what I would call emotionally compromised. I get home and we have snack and then it's time for homework. And my 5th grader comes in after spending literally one minute working and tells me she doesn't understand. Let me just tell you that math is a problem for this kid. She has a hard time when she does understand the stuff. And it's not hard. But she's not getting it and I can't deal with it today. I get upset with her because I feel like she isn't trying and then I get upset with the school because seriously, my child can't tell me how many minutes are in a quarter of an hour. This is a problem. She should know these things.

So, now I'm angry. And I have to go to Wal-Mart. Which is never good. But it's the only place to shop for groceries that aren't expired in the little town I call home. I wish I was kidding about the expired part. But we need to eat dinner so to Wally World I must go. And as I'm walking in a man says something to me. A much older man. I thought he was saying hello. Or something like that. I live in Texas. Most people are friendly. It takes a minute for my brain to catch up with my hears however. What he said was, "Niiiiice."

So, now I'm depressed. Because a lecherous old cowboy hit on me while I was just trying to buy groceries. And then when I get home, I burn dinner.

"But mom says some days are like that. Even in Australia."

Outfit Details
Red cords-Gap
Loft sweater-Thrifted
Santita clogs-interwebs

P.S. I know I started with Of Mice and Men and ended with Alexander and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. On a normal day I would've picked one theme and brought this whole post full circle. But not today. I'm hoping you'll understand.