Get Used to Disappointment.

The list of things that have gone wrong this week are endless.  I thought of doing a low budget flower arrangement and I found some great options at the dollar store!

I wasn't loving the butterflies and flowers on the side so I thought I'd spray paint it a dull bronze.  Literally the day it was drying in the garage, my daughter either stepped on it or ran her bike into it.  This is what I found: 

She seemed unconcerned and said, "It's okay, Mom.  It was just an accident."

I guess that project is going to be postponed.

The day after that I heard her quietly calling my name in the other room.  I finally came in to see what she needed and low and behold, she completely ripped the towel rack out of our wall.  

 I was so annoyed and frustrated!  I said, "What did Mommy say about swinging on the towel rack?!!!"  

She said, "Mom, Mom, calm down....it was just an accident."  AAAAHHH!!!!  

 

The towel rack is now inhabiting our tub because, let's be honest, where am I going to put it? I guess the only good thing after I'll have to patch and sand the wall is that I can repaint my bathroom, right? 

I'm trying to look on the bright side people!  I didn't love that color anyways......

Does this situation seem familiar to anyone?