I Should Have Known

I should have known that after the night that we had that I should have stayed home. Especially after all the fussing and screaming I endured this morning from both little ones. I somehow managed to convince myself otherwise. What convinced me was the simple fact that we need food. As in, I don't think I could scrounge up a meal tonight if we didn't go shopping. So we headed out after taking the big boys to school. I should have known I shouldn't be there when I pulled out a gallon of milk which then started draining it's contents all over me. Nice. It was like someone had poked a small hole and milk was spewing out of it. I chose to push forward determined to get the items on my list. I MADE A LIST FOR GOODNESS SAKE!! I haven't made a list in ages! I wasn't sure what to do with the leaky milk carton because try as I might it would not go back where I got it. I sat it on the floor for a minute and it was making a big puddle. I walked three steps away and couldn't leave it there, so I turned around and placed it on the top shelf of the refrigerator since it was empty. I didn't think about gravity, it started drizzling down to the other gallons of milk. It was right then that Ben started to fuss and I rushed away, thinking I would tell the first employee I saw what had happened. I'm sure you can guess that both I never saw an employee until the cash register and by that point didn't even remember to tell her "Hey, I made a huge mess in the milk department." But you know what? It wasn't my fault. I didn't bust a hole in the milk. Even if I am wearing it. So I talked to Ben and attempted to finish shopping while perusing my list and trying to actually get the items into the cart. We got to the meat department and Ben flipped out. He was done. I wasn't ready to be done. We had maybe 1/3 of the items on my list. I tried to calm him and all it did was make him scream louder. I got him out of the cart and pushed it while carrying him and trying to get a few more things so we can at least have dinner tonight. At last, I make my way to the check out stand. Meanwhile Zack was pulling on his seatbelt demanding I "buckle him" too. This is his way of saying he wants OUT! Mercifully, I was able to convince him to stay in without provoking a tantrum. He wasn't happy but he is easily distractable. I survived and made it out of the store but what was I thinking? None of us had a good night sleep, Ben and Zack had both been shrieking all morning. Why did I think it was so brilliant to go shopping. The even more brilliant thing is I had told a friend just.this.morning. that it wasn't all that bad going to get food with just two. I should have known. Next time I'm going on the weekend!