Well, fuck today
Wednesdays always suck. You may recall me complaining, because that's what I do.
Today was a special Wednesday. I haven't been sleeping well because I'm out of ambien and anyway, it doesn't work well if it's taken too often. I'm lagging, bad, but with the exception of wearing one blue argyle sock and one pink argyle sock, we managed to function normally.
Until I locked the keys in the car at the store. 15 minutes before Gabe's bus is due to drop him off. And Danny is in a coach's meeting.
Panick ensues.
See...if you don't collect your child from the bus stop, they take him back to school and call CPS.
Call all the people! I call Danny, leave text, no answer because, you know, sounds off during meeting. Text my friend who has a child in the same class to ask if she'll pick him up. Text and call the teacher to make sure he doesn't get on the bus and authorize my friend to collect him. Call my other friend to pick up Chai and I. All three come to my rescue, and crisis is averted.
But...then I hear the bus outside. Oh, wth? I trot out...and they're escorting a little brunette kid at me. Hey. Wait. I already have one of those. I point and panic and call over the diesel engine, "No! That's not mine! I'm not keeling that!"
Today was a special Wednesday. I haven't been sleeping well because I'm out of ambien and anyway, it doesn't work well if it's taken too often. I'm lagging, bad, but with the exception of wearing one blue argyle sock and one pink argyle sock, we managed to function normally.
Until I locked the keys in the car at the store. 15 minutes before Gabe's bus is due to drop him off. And Danny is in a coach's meeting.
Panick ensues.
See...if you don't collect your child from the bus stop, they take him back to school and call CPS.
Call all the people! I call Danny, leave text, no answer because, you know, sounds off during meeting. Text my friend who has a child in the same class to ask if she'll pick him up. Text and call the teacher to make sure he doesn't get on the bus and authorize my friend to collect him. Call my other friend to pick up Chai and I. All three come to my rescue, and crisis is averted.
But...then I hear the bus outside. Oh, wth? I trot out...and they're escorting a little brunette kid at me. Hey. Wait. I already have one of those. I point and panic and call over the diesel engine, "No! That's not mine! I'm not keeling that!"