What a MONDAY morning.....

So let me start, I woke up and didn't feel like eating (unusual for me) so I simply ate a plum, took a handful of different vitamins and headed to the gym to teach my class. I had no class, due to everyone being out of town, so I decided to just work out on my own. I couldn't figure out why but I kept feeling like I was going to puke, I wasn't working out THAT hard. Just about the end of the workout I couldn't make it any longer and made a dash to the bathroom. Then, I get the kids out of daycare, still not feeling well, and head to Albertsons where I have preordered 180 lbs. of beef, thats right 180 POUNDS. It was a great price and so a friend and 4 of her family members (friends too) and I decided to can some meat. So I am loading up this beef into my shopping cart(s) and it is gross and leaking blood on me and the kids and the floor, yuck!!! So we are checking out and we have to ring up each pkg. of meat since they are not exactly the same amounts, there is 24 of them. We are about 1/3 of the way through ringing them up and double bagging them and Ally says "mom, grady stinks." Well, you may think so what, you can change his diaper when you are done. Well, not so easy, he is now potty trained or mostly potty trained. He has an accident (poo) every once in a while. Of course today, that time would be when it happens. I offer to pay Cayden 2$ if he would take him to the bathroom, dump the underwear clean him up and put his shorts back on. He agrees and takes him and is gone no longer than 2 minutes and comes walking back with a disgusted look on his face and explains there is no way he can clean this one without poo getting everywhere. He says it is down his legs and everything. Oh brother, so I finish bagging this meat and paying for it (which took like 15 minutes), meanwhile telling Grady "don't move, stay still". I leave Cayden and Ally with the carts and head to the bathroom, Grady walking like a penguin in tow. I get in there and start stripping him and it is EVERYWHERE!!!! Up the back, down the legs, in the shoe, just everywhere. I toss the underwear, wrap up his clothes in paper towels, and start the wiping process. I had to use paper towels since the toilet paper would just rip. He starts crying that I am hurting him, and I keep reminding him "you shouldn' t have pooped in your underwear, huh?". I finally manage to get him all wiped off, after about 50 wet paper towels, no joking. Then I sit him in the sink to really clean him with soap. Finally, all clean. During this process I am thinking to myself " I have nothing to put on him" "I didn't bring any change of clothes" (We have been past this stage of training for a while). My only plan was to wrap him in paper towels and head out, just as I was about to do that I realized I had a sweatshirt, whew! I usually get cold after working out and sweating and then heading to a grocery store where it is cold and I was actually prepared for that and grabbed a sweatshirt. Yay, I am in luck, so I grab my sweatshirt and throw it on him, roll up the sleeves and head out. Wow, and this had all happened by 10:00 in the morning! It was definately a MONDAY!!!!!