It's days like this.....

It's been a rough day, so far. First, I was up before 7am, I hate getting up before 7am. Delilah was coughing up a lung, so I had no choice but to get up. Since I am not a morning person if I get up before 7 I tend to be a bit crabby. After getting everyone around which consisted of many reminders to keep getting ready, we headed out. I had to get gas on the way, so we stopped at the shopette. I paid $3.11 per gallon and realized as I was pulling out that the sign said $3.09 per gallon. I was a little pissed but not dressed to go in and argue. So I let it go and went on to drop the girls at school. After that I decided I get breakfast for Sophia and I out. On our way I realize gas is only $3.04 per gallon OFF POST. Now I am really pissed but there is nothing I can do. We ordered our food and headed home. On our way home the school called, oh shit now what. Aidan has a tummy ache and needs to come home, crap, okay her daddy will come get her. I would have, but I wasn't dressed yet. I call him, have him pick her up and pick up a few items for her on his way home. I guess while they were in the commissary she pooped her pants, diarrhea poor baby. He brings her and the stuff home, gets her in the shower while I am dealing with sick coughing baby and loud obnoxious 2 year old. Things have settled down for now, but I am still tired and bitchy. Which is clearly evident since it is driving me up the wall every time Sophia puts her feet on the glass doors of the tv stand, banging it.

These are the days I will hate him being gone the most. It's not the big things, it's all the little ones. I know soon the sickness in our house will pass and things will go back to normal, but what will happen next year, when he's gone, and we are all sick together for weeks again.... It's days like this that will make me miss him the most.