Bad day

But today was a bad day.

After a nice Saturday with Sharon and Sam, including a gift exchange, we were surprised when Sharon called us and said she'd left a bag at a drug store.

So this afternoon we went down there, picked them up, took them to the store, and got the bag, and then Sharon said she needed to go to a local mall. I assumed it was some last minute shopping but when we got there she asked how long she and Sam could take in the mall, and feeling slightly boxed in, I said they could have an hour, and mom said they could have an hour and a half.

Near the end of the time limit, Sam called and said they were in a lineup, and I told them to just come when they could. They did get back before the time limit ran out, and Sharon actually bitched about the fact they had come back early.

I'm trying really hard to remember grace towards her at the moment.