or maybe she had a premonition of things to come....
Not the best of days on the whole, tho I did have one major success in that I managed to replace the screen on my laptop myself with no major hiccups. Angus had picked it up by the screen, which cracked, a couple of weeks ago. Since then I have been using either the laptop attached to an external monitor or my iPad, neither of which I have found particularly satisfactory.
I ordered the replacement screen online, and followed a Youtube video to show me what to do. It was a fiddly, but not particularly technical job, but I am sure I would have found it far simpler had there been a soundtrack to accompany the video.
I should have guessed that it probably wasn't going to be a great day when on braking while going down a hill on the way to take the kids to their bus stop this morning about half a hundred weight of apples that had been donated for the pigs and were packed in sacks in the back of my car left their bags, rolled under the seats and ended up surrounding the feet of the three children in the back of the car. It was quite a delicate operation getting the kids out of the car without the apples cascading onto the road in the middle of the small town where they got their bus. My children weren't too phased by the whole escapade, but I suspect that my friend's two were slightly mortified.
When the boys got in from school Angus, who I had already detected to be in a foul mood on the way home, had a look at my newly mended laptop, picking it up BY THE SCREEN again in the process. Now, he has already broken his own laptop, and mine by doing the same thing so I was not amused. An ENORMOUS row ensued, which resulted in him venting uncharted depths of teenage vitriole and hatred, and many things were said (and shouted) that really shouldn't have been - all very upsetting, particularly as I had just begun to dare to think that he seemed to be coming through the other side of these outbursts. Oh well, I suppose they are less frequent than they were.
While this was going on I had failed to notice that the dog, which has been successfully convincing us of her near stone-deafness for the past 364 days seemed to have miraculously rediscovered her missing hearing and was reacting extremely badly to the nearby real (rather than verbal) fireworks. This resulted in Sam coming down from his room to tell me that she had peed all over (and I mean ALL over) his bedroom floor. So I had to clear that up.
This, coupled with 'teen v parentwars' meant that I was half an hour late for my art class in which I not only felt uninspired, but produced an absolutely rubbish piece of work - think 'unsupervised five year old finds the arts and crafts box.'
On my return home I poured myself a large glass of red as consolation for the crappy appley, arguey, dog piddley, rubbish arty day, and promptly, and for no reason that I can remember or imagine, dropped the whole lot, glass and all on the living room carpet, from where it bounced and covered two sofas, my guitar, and my laptop in red wine.
Refusing all offers of help clearing it up from Graham, who hadn't been in from work long, and must have been wondering what the hell he had come home to, but wisely didn't ask, I proceeded to clean as much of it as I could up whilst sniffling self-pityingly to myself........ and so to bed.
just realised I haven't put the clock back on my camera.
Aaaw !! poor you --life can be a sod at times !! Lets hope this is a one off and gives you time to recover and gain energy again !! -- at least it has ALL happened in one day Love your shot interpreting the mood of the day ==Cheer up , and hope the week gets better & better for you :)
Teenage boys, girls, well kids. Ha ha Somewhere there is a distinct syndrome related to these creatures and their ability to make moms, totally and completely, lose their minds ! A few months ago we had a really neat experience which included my three children acting like asses and myself going berserk. We are all still here and fine but the kids tell me the neighbors think I'm insane : )
Oh you poor thing - I remember it well although it's a long time since mine were teenagers but you never forget! I hope today gets better and I'm sure it will. Lovely capture and a big hug from me
A day to forget Jan but oh my I did laugh all the way through this sorry tale....you lead such a full life & i can just see the apples rolling every where ....I once had a whole can of paint lose it's lid in the boot of the car, I have never put paint in the boot since!
Your lovely normal everyday photo shows all we need to do for a shot of the day is look round our own homes!
Oh Jan what a day and the spilt wine the icing on the cake! I always say "don't get into a pissing match with a skunk". So many times I bite my lip with number 1 child (also a hormonal teenager). Sometimes it just isn't worth it. You need a weekend away being pampered, a spa maybe?? You are a busy bee, look all washing done and folded and dog happily on the sofa, don't forget yourself my friend.
Oh no, what a day and I'm sure your lovely dog is telepathic. I think this is a perfect shot to illustrate your imperfect day. Here's to a better day today. Keep good hold of the glass of wine! Clock back on the camera? Don't they do it themselves?!
Flipping heck Jan - if this site wasn't so mercifully unsweary (so many others are foul) I would swear on your behalf at this juncture! What a nightmare day. @lucypics That's got to be a plan hasn't it - how cool would that be - a 365 spa weekend!
Your lovely normal everyday photo shows all we need to do for a shot of the day is look round our own homes!