Boy do I need to vent today

I just ranted on my journal at Cafemom.com but it was only part of my rant and venting but there is more, a lot more.

First, I worked last night to 10, so I'm tired this morning. I get up and we get ready and the day seemed like it would be like most days, uneventful and fairly good. My 3 yo was to have his first appointment with the speech therapist at a local school here. She never showed up. We waited 30 minutes for her. This was after she called last week to set up the appointment and then was suppose to call back with directions for me and never did. I was not happy with her at that point either. So now I'm really not happy.

On the way home I wanted to stop at the grocery store for a few things since dh was with and I wouldn't have to drag both kids out of the car. Now, I didn't use the milk this morning so I had no idea if we needed any and he knew I was going into the store for a few things, does he volunteer the info? No. I had to call him to see if we needed any. Then I was getting lunch meat for the kids and I for lunch for the rest of the week and I had to call him again to see if he wanted something. It would have been easier if he would have volunteered that info too.

We get home and he gets ready for work and Tink wanted something to drink so dh went to get him something and I discovered that Bman didn't have his normal Elmo cup and I asked why not, knowing that I had put it in the dishwasher yesterday before going to work. Dh said that he couldn't find it and that he gave him another new one. The one he gave him, of course was one that I hate because the thingy that's suppose to prevent it from leaking always comes out then the cup leaks all over the place. Then I noticed another cup under the chair in the living room and asked why that was there, dh said he couldn't find Bman's cup last night and got him a new one. I asked where it might be and he said probably my car. Duh, go look for it then. Amazing, there it was. Then I found a dirty ketchup covered plate underneath the hutch in the dining room. I made the comment that, that must be the reason why there were no dirty plates in the sink last night. Dh finally told me that there were dirty dishes in the dishwasher. I asked him if he was going to tell me that before I opened it and went to take out the clean ones so that I could load the dirty ones or before I tried to use a plate to discover that it was dirty.

Then I went down to load the washing machine and discovered that dh took the George Foreman grill down and never put the cover on it (I made covers so that we wouldn't have to clean them before we used them. Instead of putting the cover on he sat the grill on top of it.

I called and left a message for the speech lady, now I'll wait for her call back. I also emailed his other therapist to see if she had talked to her at all.

His other therapy is in home and let me just tell you that I really don't like her either. We do not go by a nickname with him and my dh told her that but she still insist on using a nickname. She brought cheetos and offered him one before making sure he could have them. I don't allow him to use scissors cause I don't think he's ready for them and she left him use scissors without asking about it first. She wants us to start trying sign language but didn't give us any resources other than to say google sign language and finding a site online to get the signs from. I did go out and buy a book and some of the signs I knew already so that helped.

I'm tired and frustrated for my childen. I have cramps, I'm frustrated for myself.