The terrible, horrible, no good, VERY bad day

I normally post about the good things going on in life, so please beware that this is NOT one of those posts. 
I just need to decompress.  So, I will write about my horrible day and then it will all go away...right?

So, my morning started out by getting ready for work.  Normall stuff, rushing around trying to get it together to finish out the week.  I grabbed my coffee and got Kenley in the car, and within minutes she started crying.  She is usually pretty good about being in the car, but if she cries she can usually be calmed if I pass her a toy or her sippy cup. Well, not today.  The entire 35 minutes that it takes to drive to her babysitter's house she cried, and screamed, and threw a hissy fit.  Nothing I could do cold make her happy despite my efforts to pass her her sippy cup, snacks, toys, sunglass, my I-pass, and pretty much everything within my reach.  Nevermind that I was trying to drive on I-55. When I dropped her off at Sally's house I thought she would calm down, but she didn't.  So, I had to leave Kenley while she was crying and screaming and then head to work.

Then, I had a horrible day at work.  Without going into too many details, lets just say that I had to have 2 security guards and a dean come down to my class.  These are ongoing issues I've been having with the same students.  Honestly, I don't know what to do about it and I dread having to go back to these classes next week.

Meanwhile, it had begun snowing around 11:00 or so, and I was anxious to get home.  So, I rushed out of school as fast as I could to go pick up Kenley and try to beat the traffic.  Ya, right.  Not only was I stuck on I55 for almost 2 hours, but again, Kenley was NOT a happy passenger.  I spent about 3 hours in my car and about 75% of it Kenley was screaming.  I don't blame her; I wouldn't want to be strapped in a car seat that long either.  I took a little break from it by stopping at my parents house to feed her, but I was determined to get home.  From their house to mine was over an hour because LaGrange was closed down at one spot. Kenley continued to cry the whole way home. I tried so hard to be patient, to block out the screaming, to console her, but at one point I just lost it and yelled, "Stop crying!"  Immediately, I felt terrible.  Luckily, we got home safe, and I think we were both pretty exhaused from the day.  Kenley sat on my lap in our dark living room for about 15 minutes.  She never does that.  I whispered, "I'm sorry, and I love you" a million times to her. 

Now, here I am waiting for Ray.  I can only imagine his day must have been just as bad because he left the city at 3:30, and now it is 8:53.  I feel terrible for him.  And all we have to eat are lean cuisines. 

So, I'm mad at the world today.  Mad that I had to leave Kenley to go to work, mad at my students, mad at my job, mad at the snow, mad at the other drivers, mad at myself for taking out my frustrations on my precious baby girl.

All I know is that this weekend can only get better.  I'm going to go to sleep and try to forget about today.
Thanks for letting me vent!