It's my fault because I made real coffee this morning and then forgot it was real and not decaf and kept slugging it back because it was making me feel SO GOOD. Only I got to a point where I just felt baaaaaad. My shoulders were all up around my neck, but I didn't even notice, I just thought omfgeverybodyosanassholestopchewinginmyear.
Harry and Jack had a perfectly reasonable request that I finally my god finally help them redeem their Chrismukkah and birthday (ha ha ha ha) iTunes gift cards, so I put them on their accounts (while getting stopped 65 times for other things from other children-- why can't any of them just let me complete a single task ever?), and it was easy enough. Then Harry tried to purchase Madden Cash in an app he loves (Madden Mobile, duh), and I got the little Apple Family Sharing purchase approval request. I should note that these requests are super fucking annoying because if you don't respond to them on your phone's lock screen or stop what you are doing and swipe them right away when they pop up and interrupt your other apps, they are GONE FOREVER and your kids has to request again and probably nags at you about it for awhile. (They really are gone-- I just talked to a lovely Apple help person who explained that to me like I was the dumbest person ever which I think I am). So, I approved his request but then I noticed that it was set to come off of my credit card, so I unapproved it. But then the stupid game would not let him request it again because it thought that the request was still out there somewhere and the whole process came to a grinding halt and also there was breakfast and glitter everywhere, and I was in my Wal Mart nightie and it was time for everyone to be at school requiring me to put pants on and the children to dress themselves holy shit. And also Jack and Harry were PISSY WITH ME Harry because of the Madden cash request limbo and Jack because HIS IPAD WAS NOT CHARGED which was sooooo not my fault. I made the Bad Decision to stand at the kitchen counter drinking more coffee and googling my problem and just getting generally techno -angsty but not getting dressed or cleaning anything up. But finally! The big kids left, and I threw on some leggings and wellies and a huge coat (and my Hillary Clinton shirt-- sob) and took the littles to preschool.
And then Dorothy forgot her shoes (she can just wear her Hunters, no prob) Cooper forgot his wellies (and he'll have to borrow a school pair and thank god I won't be there because he has shoe sensory issues) and Jack forgot his lunch (already took it to him). GAH.
Meanwhile the whole house is a shit hole and I still have my shoulders up around my neck and all of this happened because I set no alarm and made no morning preparations last night and drank too much coffee. So it's all alarms and night prep and decaf from here on out. Also Ben has meetings today, so I can't go to work until 3. I hope to shower sometime between 1 and 3-- WISH ME LUCK.
And I am waiting on a call from the game app support people because I WILL SOLVE THIS PROBLEM.
Yesterday was garbage day, which is a huge darn deal, BTW.