It's always somethin.

At 4H today my oldest tripped and sprained his ankle.  We had to go to the immediate care center to find out that it's a sprain, not a break.  We were at the clinic for a couple of hours then at the Kroger pharmacy for an hour and finally, we got home.  I've been working since we got here and keep getting the worst of the worst dictators.  I'm getting kind of tired of today.  My youngest summed it up on the way home "This has turned out not to be so great of a day."  Yeah, I hear that.  Not really that bad in the whole scheme of things, but just long, tiring and kind of annoying.