A Barfariffic Day!

Wow, I keep telling myself things just can't get any worse. I really don't know how much more wrong I can be. I have had it. I am just about at the end of my rope and if one more bad thing happens, I will undoubtedly SCREAM MY FREAKING HEAD OFF! The day started out okay today. It was beautiful outside. I thought, this is going to be a good day. Justin and I, along with one of my friends and her little girl went to the Library and helped paint the new mural. It was lots of fun for the kids. Us moms even got massages. I won a great little soccer outfit for Justin, there were snacks there too. We picked out a couple of movies to take home while we were there also. We came home for lunch and Justin didn't want to eat anything. I was figuring no big deal, he had a snack and he usually doesn't have one in the morning. When it was time to pick the girls up from school, I had to go wake Justin from his nap and put him in the car. I was in such a hurry, I didn't even put his shoes on him. Just as I had stopped the car and put it into park, Justin puked all over him self and his car seat. Not once, but 3 times. My husband can tell you, that vomit is not my thing. I can deal with diarrhea all day long, but when it comes to puke, NO WAY! Now, we got home with out Gracie puking, we did good. I had Gracie unlock the front door and go inside while I took Justin's clothes off of him in the front yard and took his car seat out of the car. Then I took Justin inside to lay down and watch Elmo that we had rented from the library. I am totally disgusted at this point. I have to clean the car, that by the way has been barfed in by our children way too many times, dismantle and clean Justin's Car seat and take everything to the washer. YUCK!!!! After 1 hour, 1 pair of rubber gloves and half a box of baby wipes, the car sits in the driveway, windows rolled down and back door open. So, as I sit here still smelling vomit because it got on my pants while cleaning, I am trying really hard to look at the brighter side of the situation. Fortunately I had just cleaned out the car a few hours earlier, so barf was not on everything that was in the car, and relatively easy to get off of the seats and various other places. Vomit did not get on my Coach purse that was sitting in the back seat with Justin. It did not get on his brand new shoes and ruin them. Even though there is no easy way to dismantle a car seat, I did it. Thank you God that you gave me the weird ability to close off my nostrils so I don't smell anything I don't want to. Most importantly, I cleaned it up all by myself. Any how, it could have been worse. Thank God it wasn't. I am desperately trying to Praise God thru my circumstances, but sometimes it is really hard to see the light because all the negative stuff gets in my way. I have to hold my head up and be strong, so, that's what I will do. As my friend Amanda told me the other day, the Army's motto is: Suck it up and move on. I think that will be my new philosophy. :)