How much worse can this day get??

[WillDoDa]

The question is, what else can go wrong today? The answer needs to be NOTHING.

At 3 am, the baby woke himself up because his nose was clogged up so I had to get up and unplug his little nose, well Don had only just been able to come to bed from doing an online test which he failed. (massive bummer, thankfully he has a vey very solid A otherwise... so it shouldn't have TOOOOO bad of an effect on his grade... maybe)

This morning, with much fuss (yay for toddlers) I got the kids all ready to go to church without Don cuz he was working on his final paper. (which we have had  TON of trouble with. We've both been working on it all week and it has disappeared several times just without warning after being saved it is GONE. (*#($&@#*&) He had finished it and was going to go to church with us (surprise!)

So we went to church and afterwards we ran by this fantastic little donut shoppe we found last week. And Darn it all it's closed on Sunday after noon. SHoot. I just figured it was because I didn't need any more fat LOL Wasn't upset at all.

Looked at my cell and saw two missed calls from my two sisters in Ohio. I was FLIPPING Out thinking something bad had happened, but luckily they were fine, one just wanted to come visit and the other wanted to see if the girls were ok since they were sick all last week.

We get home and my sister is on the way. I go to make one tiny final change on Don's paper (headers) and after I saved it guess what. IT DISAPPEARED!!

Don had to leave for work 10 mintues later. I couldn't get ahold of our computer guru friend and I couldn't find the paper. Son of a gun!!!!

Don left for work, mY family arrived, but I was upstairs unaware they were here. LIttle Dude was in my bedroom in his carseat because I knew he would probly wake up crying but Heather would like kill him if I left him around her. So he was laying in there screaming but my family thought I was in there with him. Poor little dude.

My sister tried to help me find the paper but couldn't

Then after we gave up on that and she was finally getting to hold Rhys for the first time in SEVERAL weeks, her oldest son called he either dislocated or broke his finger so she had to drive the 1 1/2 hours back home and was only able to be here like 1/2 hour.

I looked at the fish tank, the SINGLE fish we had left was still swimming around just great. (Aaneqa's been kind of anxious for the gold fish to all die so we could go get some pretty other fish lol) Well... I was sitting at the kitchen table working on finding the paper, and rocking Rhys in his rocking seat because he won't sleep unless he's being held or rocked (I am seriously debating getting a swing) Anyway.... Aaneqa goes, Charla (the fish) is gone!! I was all, ok I'll come look in a minute, I just saw her.

Well, I got up to get a blanket to put on Rhys so maybe just maybe he'd lay in the seat and sleep a while. He started crying, and Aaneqa said, HEATHER...... I looked at Heather and she was pouring what little fish food we have onto the couch. CRAP. I cleaned THAT mess up Grrrr. and looked into the tank and lo and behold the fish is GONE. Um... Ok. I figured the last one wouldn't disappear she'd just float to the top ya know. So I looked in the filter thing and the poor thing was sucked up into it ALIVE. She is all sadly bent up but alive... How sad is that?? I feel so bad for this poor poor fish.

So, now I'm holding a sleeping baby who won't let me put him down, Heather is trying to climb up on my lap which is occupied by baby, Don's paper will be handed in late cuz it was due by midnight which is when he gets home from work, There is a soon to be dead fish in the fish tank, and my shoulders are so tense I want to cry from the pain of it. And... I'm starting to get a headache, oh and my nephew might have a broken finger which stopped me from having a visit with my big sister for the first time in over a month.

At this point, I am in fact grateful that no one is too seriously hurt, and no one has died or something, but that about covers my gratefulness.

So REally Really Really THE ANSWER NEEDS TO BE NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING