How many WW points in wine, again?

What a stressful day!  Bathroom renovation is FINALLY coming to a close.  Other than the obvious, taking showers elsewhere oh, and lest I forget late night trips escorting the kids to the creepy basement potty there were not too many bumps in the road until today.  Apparently the valve part that goes in the wall (behind the tile) did not fit the trim set we were completely in love with and had on hand ready to be installed.  So after a full day of shuttling the kids to school and both gymnastics classes, throw in a grocery store run for birthday cake supplies (my daughter insists we make her cake, UGH!), I came home to bad news from the plumber.

The plumber explained the problem OK, if a little condescending in my mind.  I mean if that were my job to install such equipment I would look at all the pieces from the start and make sure it was all compatible to avoid a situation like today, but I am not a plumber (although maybe I should be).  He of course explained to me that we don't normally check all the boxes (yeah, that would be 2) because of all the time it would take and the store normally sells the correct one together (damn you Amazon!).  Luckily, I was able to go to a plumbing supply store nearby and get trim I am happy with.  I use luck loosely, I told the kids that they had to "get ready on the double, get your water shoes (slide ons)."  No one even questioned what "on the double" means, I suppose my frantic face said it all.  I guess the luck part came with the baby not waking up from the transition from swing to car seat and upon arrival at the store there was a parking spot directly in front of the door (perhaps a self-made one) which was convenient since my other daughter fell asleep in the literally five minute car ride.  Yes, I was a total lunatic and left all three of the kids in the car with the A/C blasting while I ran in and paid for the trim which was waiting for me at the door.  I came home relieved with my resolution of not going with the cheapie set or using mix match (which did not really work but was the crazy plumber's suggestion to make our original set work).  Then the shower plate didn't work again.  Oh Moen, get it together already!  Finally, somehow, they made it work and I don't even care how.

While I should be baking birthday cupcakes I am instead going to set my alarm early and just enjoy the wine.