Pity party

I had a crappy day today & nowhere else to vent about it, so blog it is. It started with waking up sweaty & hugging to a tiny sliver of the bed because the AC is o ut & Dylan "shared" the bed with me. It took me an hour & 45 mins to make a 45 min drive to my conference because of a wreck, so I was late to my 1st day of the 3-day conference. The first session was pretty boring. Had to pump in a room that only had onesiee plug (& 2 of us) and all the chairs faced the door...awkward pumping experience. Went to lunch, came back to another set of much more boring & depressing sessions. The last one ran over time. I book it out of there to try to miss 5 o'clock traffic & forget my breastmilk cooler bag in conference hall. More traffic. Tire pressure light comes on. Come home to find my in-laws have stopped in to visit. It's 85* in my house. Chris calls to say repairman quoted $2700 to fix it. Spent next chunk of time calling people for a second opinion. Also call lost & found at hotel... they found my breastmilk! Didn't want to cook for fear of making the house even hotter. Got a fast food salad & a frosty. It was liquid immediately in my hot house. Still had lots of work to do at home. Dylan won't sleep. Don't get it done. Finally crawl into bed with her. She's asleep right away. Looks like another night of kicks and bed sliver for me. Hope tomorrow is better!