badday

I've had a crummy day.

The weather was nasty and as I get older I realize I need sunshine to keep from feeling blue-er than usual.

Various kid-related needs kept me driving all over creation; I think I drove well over 100 miles today. If there is one thing I could change about the logistics of my daily life, it would be that I wouldn't have to drive so much.

And my teenage son is really, REALLY mad at me because I've had to make some decisions for him that he's not happy with. And he really knows just how to push my buttons. I think the relationship between firstborns and their parents is often more intense, more painful, more passionate than the one a mother has with subsequent children. I am a firstborn and let me just apologize to my parents right now for all the undue drama I created. I know I said unkind things to them when I was angry at age 15, 16, 19 and I'm sorry. Now I know how you felt.