Today feels like poop

Sometimes we just have a bad day.

I remember reading a quote once by Neal A Maxwell that basically said if we didn't have a bad day once in a while we wouldn't know what a really good day was. 

I need to find that quote and do it proper justice. 

Today the girls didn't get up for seminary when they were called.

One of them was late.

I was impatient with Corban trying to talk to me while I was trying to get some schoolwork done.

I didn't get much school work done. Classes started this week. 

Then I spend 3.5 hours in Matt's office, which has no natural light, working on the taxes. 

Which I hate. 

I hate very few things.

But I hate doing the business taxes. 

As I was looking for his carbon copies of checks I noticed his filing system, as seen above. 

We need to hire someone. 

It is obvious neither of us have a strength to do business paperwork. 

Then I had to pick a kid up that I hadn't planned on and 

ended up yelling at another kid for not being one time.

To top it off, I just walked into the pantry to put something in the fridge 

and stepped in dog poop. Grrrrr.

They were in the house all day because no one was here. 

I feel like it is time for a shower and bed. 

Who cares that it is only 7:40.