They don't make 'em like they used to
Things just keep breaking. I broke a mixing tub at work this morning when moving the stack of the damn things around. Then, I discovered that the oven, while on, was not heating up. That got fixed somewhere around 6:30 this morning, so I had to haul ass to get dough made once it was determined we could bake it.
Because of that little escapade, I got behind on stuff, and forgot to call the boys to make sure they were up and ready for school, to say nothing of making sure they remembered their lunches.
Everything ended up working out fairly well, though, and I was able to leave at 1:45 to head up here to KJHK without too much guilt about leaving things undone. As a matter of fact, I ended up making some extra sweets during the "no dough" time.
Unfortunately, the truck's battery is now DEAD. This necessitated a walk to the bus stop and a ride up to campus via said bus. ToJo was kind enough to drive me and the massive mail crate over here to the shack, and I am now trying to get stuff opened and sorted through in between phone calls.
the_lucky_nun gets back some time this evening / tonight, and I'm afraid that by the time she shows up, I'll be passed out from sheer exhaustion. Hopefully, my brother will be able to track down a battery, and then we can get the damn thing swapped out with the bad 'un, and I'll be able to get home in time to make some dinner.
Because of that little escapade, I got behind on stuff, and forgot to call the boys to make sure they were up and ready for school, to say nothing of making sure they remembered their lunches.
Everything ended up working out fairly well, though, and I was able to leave at 1:45 to head up here to KJHK without too much guilt about leaving things undone. As a matter of fact, I ended up making some extra sweets during the "no dough" time.
Unfortunately, the truck's battery is now DEAD. This necessitated a walk to the bus stop and a ride up to campus via said bus. ToJo was kind enough to drive me and the massive mail crate over here to the shack, and I am now trying to get stuff opened and sorted through in between phone calls.
the_lucky_nun gets back some time this evening / tonight, and I'm afraid that by the time she shows up, I'll be passed out from sheer exhaustion. Hopefully, my brother will be able to track down a battery, and then we can get the damn thing swapped out with the bad 'un, and I'll be able to get home in time to make some dinner.