not my day, that's what.
After running late to take the kids to school, the little one forgets his lunch. The older one was ratted out by his teacher for having his head down all through math class. I find there is a spot right in front of my left boob on this once pristine shirt - but I find it after I've already left the house. Then I find there's a hole in the sleeve under my right arm, so I'm wearing a sweater all day. well, I guess I was wearing one to cover the spot anyway.
It's the first day of school for my spring semester, maybe that's why I feel like there are dodos chasing me around and chanting, "doom on you... doom on you...."