Mar 19, 2007 11:02
I have not yet mastered the art on Monday mornings. One would think that given that I have been a mom for almost a decade (damn, that makes me feel old... lol) that I should be a master in the art of Monday mornings but, alas, I am not. For some reason, Mondays seem to just be that day that is a hurdle I never quite leap high enough over.
This Monday started with waking up late, or actually not late since waking up late implies that I was asleep. No, I was awake since about 4:30 a.m. and when my alarm went off I just did not want to believe it was time to get up. Instead, I laid there. I laid there trying to find excuses for why I could not go to work today and a good excuse for Omari to stay home. Instead, all I came up with was a blank and so I had the arduous task of waking up my cranky 8 year-old and getting myself ready.
We typically walk the 5 blocks to the school bus because, hell, it's 5 blocks. Today, however we took a cab. I could barely see and O. was cranky as usual wondering why he always has to get up early. *rolling eyes* We make it to the bus stop early, which I typically do. I have some biz]arre paranoia that the bus would come early and leave him, so we're always there way too early. Anyway, we're there early. The bus comes on time and as O. turn to the bus he turns back and says, "I don't have a lunch!" Now, however awful Mondays may be, I never forget to feed my child. I remind him that I already told him that his lunch was in his backpack, which is where it usually is most days.
"In my backpack?" His eyes are open wide. "I took my lunch out of my backpack. I didn't know what it was." Hmm... it was in a lunchbox and in his backpack on a school day and yet he didn't know what it was? I quickly handed him money apologizing for the fact that he would have to eat a cafeteria lunch (yuck!) and walked half-way awake back to my house complaining all the way.
I keep trying to think of a way to spin a positive on a cranky Monday morning, but I just can't seem to find the silver lining. Anyone wanna help me out here?