Let's begin with the insanity that was trying to get two boys out the door with all of their appropriate flag-football gear...we failed. Braden had on two different cleats and Hunter had on Braden's missing cleat, plus one of his own, meaning that he played in two left cleats. This could be, and was, blamed on a very unorganized mother...who is this woman?
As we dashed out of the house, running late, of course...I am reminded that we didn't filled the water bottles, so to the gas station we go for gatorade.
Standing in the line of this very crowded gas station, my oldest reminds me that we are scheduled to bring snacks for the team....AGH....we are now running even later, as we step out of line and I tell me sweet children to run and grab ten 25 cent granola bars...that's right, I became "the mom who brought gas station granola bars for snacks"...sigh...
Anywho...I finally get to the front of the line, to pay for the said snacks and I realize that my darling husband has unintentionally taken my debit card. All that I have is my check book. And, of course, they can't run my check, my bank is having a glitch somewhere.(GRRRRR!!!) I glance behind me at the line forming down the aisle and I quickly tell them to try again, they do, and it still doesn't work. As I turn to gather all of my stuff to give it all back, the man behind me tells the cashier that he will pay for my stuff..."Oh please sir, you really don't have to do that", I said. "Yes ma'am, I do", he said, gesturing to the line of now irritated customers, who are also, apparently, in a big hurry. So I meeking agreed, profusely thanked him, gave him many "May God bless you"s, and tucked tail without looking at anyone and hurried to my car. SO embarrasing...but my morning wasn't over yet.
We drive up to the field...very late at this point...and I get a text from my cell provider stating that I have used up my data plan and am currently being charged
Now...as for my cell provider issues...I got an iphone on Wednesday and by Saturday I'm being told I'm over my data plan...Nope, not a chance! So, after 45+ minutes (becoming "the mom who sits on the phone at her child's ball game"...sigh...) talking with a heavily accented customer service rep named "Kyle Evans" (uh huh...sure!), they still can't figure out how I'm using that much data (because, I'M NOT!!!) so they replenish my data, take off my overage fees, and tell my to call back if I have any other issues...trust me AT&T, I will.
To wrap up the morning...the boys lost their game. :(
But miraculously, I totally scored with the granola bars. My boys were so excited to hand them out and the kids loved them! I didn't make eye contact with the parents, however! :)
So now I'm sitting at home...drowning in my mess of a house, thankful that I've survived the morning with my dignity, at least most of it, still intact and
Maybe one day, I'll look back at this crazy morning and laugh! Wait...who am I kidding...I'm already laughing! It's much more fun to laugh than cry and with a morning like that it's going to one of the two! :)