Day 62: Why Do Sunday's Hate Me?

Sunday's and I do not get along lately. I don't know if Sunday's hate me or if my kids do, but Sunday's never go smoothly around here.

Today was General Conference day two, and I was excited and hoping to get a little more out of it than yesterdays. I did get a lot from the second session today, but the rest of the entire day was extremely frustrating. We had a HUGE wind storm blowing through the area last night, so Lucy came into our room terrified last night and slept with us. When we woke up Shawn and I decided to get ready for our new bed that was coming today. It was suppose to come of Friday, but apparently it was broken when it arrived at the store, so they had to order another one.

I got to work making Monkey Bread first thing this morning, and then we headed up to our room to get the old bed out. As we pulled the pillows and bedding off the truck pulled up. So we took the old one out as quickly as possible and the delivery guys set our new one up. After they left we started Conference. That's when it got a little crazy. Lucy and Jack were just not going to cooperate with us. There was a lot of screaming and fighting and inbetween that Alivia would get woken up and cry. Then the best part, our TV decided it is done working for us. It's been acting up for about a week now, but the picture would just give out right in the middle of the talks (it just did it again right now as I'm typing). I got a little overwhelmed by it because we so can't buy a new TV right now. So if it goes, I guess we'll just go without, which is fine. I guess looking on the bright side we wouldn't have to pay for cable anymore.

The other thing, and possibly the most frustrating thing of the day is that when we bought our bed I was so excited because I knew that we wouldn't have to buy new sheets for it because I bought a set of King sheets 3 years ago when we almost bought a new bed. Well, after TEARING through everything in my entire house today, I've decided those sheets do not exist anymore. I don't know what on earth happened to them, but they are gone. I'm so frustrated. So if I gave them to you, please tell me so I will stop looking. I went through every box in our house, I cleaned out my linen closet, I cleaned out my bedroom closet, I've cleaned out everything that comes to mind. I even looked through my Christmas and Halloween boxes. I looked in drawers just in case. I looked in my kid's closets and under every sink in the house. You name it, I've looked. They just disappeared. I'm going crazy.

Anyway, even though my day didn't have any major catastrophes like some of my days do, today was just one of those days to get through. I'm glad I'm through it now. Now I'm ready for bed and hoping tomorrow is a little smoother. Life is good, even if I can't find my dang sheets.