The bad energy

I woke up this morning in a bad mood. I was up late fixing my group’s website so I could cross that off my to-do list, and then Sir Callum was up twice and then decided that he’d like to wake up BEFORE Steve got out of bed in the morning. To me, that’s damn early.
I’m tired. And when I’m this tired I seem to throw bad energy out into the world and today that bad energy keeps seeming to just boomerang back to me. Damn energy.
First I realize that I only have one can of formula to get me through the weekend and that isn’t going to cut it. Thing is, we use a very specific formula and on this island I’ve only found one place that sells it – my naturopath. I had made a date with another Mom so I had to call her and move up the time so I could haul my ass to Qualicum Beach (25 minutes from my house) and get some more. I get all the way out there and the place is CLOSED. Someone was sitting at the desk, but completely ignored me. There is a sign on the door that says they are closed until April 3rd. I imagine they are doing their year-end books and that’s fine and dandy but the sign also said to please consider the closure when picking up supplements etc. Well I would of if the sign was up LAST WEEK when I was there, but it wasn’t.
Switching up formula is hard for a babe, and I can’t seem to find any where else to buy the damn stuff. A while ago I was going to order a couple of cases online since it would be considerably cheaper to have it shipped to me via the US but I wasn’t sure of the custom charges so I never did. Kicking myself in the ass now.
My friend and her adorably babe did come over, but the babe was just off her game so they couldn’t stay long which is completely understandable but sad for me, I enjoy my playdates. I must say, even off her game, she was still pretty sweet.
Plus Sir Callum just wasn’t going down for his early nap. He fought it every step of the way with full on crying fits. I think his tummy must hurt, or maybe its the teeth thing, but its not something I regularly deal with so it always throws me off. If he’s not doing his “Give me the damn bottle, woman” tantrum I never really have a good idea what to do for him. He’s not a big complainer, more of a whiner than a crier, so I’ve never had to develop any real soothing methods. Mostly I can get him calmed down with either a soother or to visit the baby in the mirror but today it just wasn’t going to cut it. He did finally settle down and woke up in a completely different mood!
At any rate, I’ve decided I have to start putting out some positive energy if I’m going to get through my weekend which is crazy busy. Just thought I’d vent here a little first.