What an awful, horrible few days it has been. The gods have gone against me. None of the stars aligned.

Work is a terrible. I have a nazi of a boss whom I can only wish would fire me.

Last night, Amara refused to go to her room at bedtime. That's always fun to a mom who is working on little to no patience.

Work again was unbearable today. I had projects that didn't pan through. I became behind on other projects because my fearless leader (and trust me, that's dripping sarcasm there) assigned me multiple other jobs he wants me to complete. Oh and did I mention that before I left the house this morning, Amara turned to me and said, "Mommy, don't go. Stay home with me!"

Just shoot me now.

But wait. There's more. I had a Girl Scout meeting tonight. Again, either public schools are feeding the kids waaaaaaay too much sugar during the day, or the stars just weren't right for me. The girls were bouncing off the walls. No one listened. I had girls pouting because they didn't get their way. Girls were screaming and chasing each other down the halls. It was miserable for mom2amara. A hollering Amara is one thing. Screaming kids that aren't my own is another.

Maybe tomorrow will be better.

Yeah, don't think that will happen. Mom2amara took the day off from work so that I could take Amara on her first school field trip. It's to an apple orchard and pumpkin patch.

Hold on a minute -- RED FLAG! 1) Mom2amara does not do outdoors. And 2) Tomorrow marks the first day in a long, long time where the temperature will not hit 40 degrees out. Oh did I mention the torrential downpour earlier tonight? So the cornmaze I'm sure will be nice and muddy. Yikes! Apple picking in the cold? Wagon rides on wet hay? OK so not my idea of fun.

But at least I get to be mom2amara all day long...