*sigh*

Today has been a day that makes me want to quit.  Quit teaching.  Quit motherhood.  Quit Wifehood.  Quit Friendhood.  Ha!  Just quit it all.  I just don't feel like making an effort today.  The day started off sweet enough.  I slept in until 8, then I laid in bed with Ellie playing Cookie Doodle on my phone for awhile.  I slowly made my way to the coffee pot, where the coffee was already made.  Sounds nice, doesn't it?!  Then, the unthinkable happened.  I opened a new container of half and half, filled my cup with it and splashed in some coffee.  I tasted the coffee, and there it went.  The day took a turn.  It had to be the worst tasting mouthful of coffee ever to cross my lips.  I turned back to the half and half.  It said fat free.  Perhaps that is normal.  Or maybe I grabbed the wrong bottle.  Either way, it ruined my coffee.  So, I dumped it out and went to get another cup, but much to my chagrin, the pot was empty.  I tried to turn this into a positive when I thought of the snickernut blend I had purchased yesterday that I now was going to get to enjoy.  So, I ground up some beans, started another pot, prayed for my friend Maribeth who introduced me to snickernut coffee, and started over.  I had a sweet smelling cup of coffee in my hand (lightened up with heavy whipping cream this time--I wasn't playing around), and I made my way to the schoolroom.  We started school and things were going well until Faith hit a wall in reading.  I don't know how it happened; there were no warnings.  One minute she is sounding out words reading about The Anthill, the next she is weeping, dripping snot onto her workbook.  She rubbed in the snot, making a hole in her paper.  She looked at the word the and decided it said is.  I took a deep breath, pasted a smile on my face and said "Let''s try that again.  Look at the word.  Every sentence on the past 7 pages has started with that word, and you have read it correctly every time.  Now, what does it say?"  "I donnnnnnnnnnnnnnn't knooooooooooow"  More snot.  More crying.  Big gulps.  She just couldn't go any farther.  I made her.  My mistake.  It was bad.  Really really bad.  After the torture of that was complete, we moved to the comprehension work.  She had to read the same sentences again.  It just didn't work.  I flipped out.  I texted Cam and told him I was quitting and he better pray.  I made Faith go back to bed.  I think I failed this morning.  I know I did.  I lost my cool and expected too much from my 5 year old.  Reading is HARD.  Especially reading about Indians who sit on anthills.  Those are mighty big words for a 5 year old.  So I did what any sane woman would do.  I had more coffee.  Now I think I will have another cupcake.