JUST LIKE THAT

Have you ever had one of those days when your kid is just sick enough to become an obnoxious brat--not sick enough to be cuddly and sweet--and you feel guilty for thinking if you can't have him better, you'd settle for worse? But to balance out the guilt, you feel proud of yourself for not locking him outside and playing NEEDTOBREATHE loud enough cover the sound of pounding on the door
And then, sweet man that he is, your husband volunteers to watch the little monster while you go to the grocery for a few things, and you're so happy to get away from the afore mentioned obnoxious brat that you hightail it out of there like a jackrabbit on crack.
And then you get to your grocery of choice, only to find that jackrabbits on crack aren't the best at making wardrobe choices, and you're still wearing your gianormous black house shoes with your cute striped sundress.
I'm having a day JUST LIKE THAT.
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