I think I had a hard day today.
After working full time since I was 19 (I'm not tell you how long ago that was) I quit my job to stay home with my kids full time. Now to be honest I never thought staying at home was going to be easy, not for a second, and I knew that I would find new things that are hard. What I didn't expect is how often I would be stumped with a problem that I just didn't know how to solve and I'm pretty sure I did not handle well. Like today, we have a seemingly epic shoe problem. There are 6 of us who wear shoes every day. That's 12 feet, and each foot has no less than 4 shoes that fit it, which means that there is a minimum estimate of 48 shoes in my house at any time.
Now you would think with all those shoes it would be pretty easy to find at least 2 that fit your feet in any given moment, Especially with the "easy toss-them-in-this-bucket" system I have right by the front door. Nope. Still can't find any shoes, ever.
Today after for the 9th time of telling my older boys to put their shoes away so they could find them when they needed them, AND I didn't have to trip over them, I kinda snapped.
I picked up 4 sneakers and called their names as I walked to the front door. Then as they watched I stepped out onto the front porch and hurled the shoes one at a time as far as I could into the woods. I'm not proud of it, and I don't really think it did any good, except make the kids laugh and also maybe point out to me that I might need a different approach to my day if shoes are pushing me that close to the edge.