'tis the season to be grumpy

And this time the grump is NOT Sam!

We had a busy morning today because it was our day to "feed old people" for Meals on Wheels and our route took much longer than expected. This is partially because there were three new houses on our route and partially because we are prone to delivery errors we must later correct. Oh, and because people like to oooh and ahhh over Sam. Immediately after that Sam and I attended my work Christmas party and then I needed to run a small errand at the bookstore, 15 minutes tops. We found our book and got in line to pay when Sam had a silly moment and fell on the floor acting like a snake.

There was a blind woman two people behind us in line and I gave her a verbal warning and told Sam to get up, which he did. The blind woman, probably in her fifties, lit into me. "You should leave him home with a babysitter" and when I didn't react she went on to say "My mother always got a babysitter when she ran errands and kids shouldn't get in other people's way" yada yada yada. I simply told her it was easier said than done, the woman directly behind me was rolling her eyes and told the other woman that he was being good. I just left it there because I didn't feel like getting into a pointless altercation. I left unsaid that I had helped her, the blind woman, on multiple occasions when she was trying to navigate street crossings in construction zones or when traffic was bad. I didn't tell her we were running one 15 minute errand that had I followed her advice and gotten a babysitter, would have taken 45 minutes so I could run home and drop him off and then come back because the store was right next to where our party was held.

I'm trying to be the bigger person but it nags at me, it really does.