Today, I was a total bitch to the girl at the counter of our local indoor play area. The reason was stupid (I had handed her a receipt for a new pass and she gave me another one when really, she could’ve just changed the date on my current one and now I have to have two passes in my wallet – God forbid). I was running on 3 hours of sleep and DS had been throwing tantrums (because he has a cold and woke up 2 hours early today) and I was just a bitch.

I felt bad because I knew I overreacted but I didn’t care. After DS played and we were ready to go to our friend’s house for lunch, I did apologize. She was nice about it and I felt better.

See, sometimes, I am an okay human being after being a not okay human being. Right?