In an attempt to be organized, I had the clothing laid out, backpacks were packed last night, lunches assembled and ready to go, all papers signed and ready to go back, your gym uniform is ready and packed whether or not you have gym today, etc.
The bus stop is two houses over and last week was 7:21. The kids took it three mornings last week without an issue.
I had the boys at the end of the driveway at 7:10, just in case the bus came early. There has been major hooplah on the other buses last week.
By 7:15, all of the kids are out there.
At 7:25, one comes back to tell me it's four minutes late.
At 7:30, one daughter is highly doubtful it is coming.
At 7:35, I call the school who advises me to call the bus company.
At 7:37, I call the bus company and am put on hold for 7 minutes, only to find out that there is a revised bus schedule that I haven't seen which puts the bus at the corner at 7:07.
At 7:51, I get the kids to school, one minute after the bell goes off. Kids are still straggling in.
At this point all I want is my coffee and my shower.
At 8:02, I get in to the house to find a message from the school's secretary that AC, youngest son forgot his packpack and tried to flag me down, and is now VERY upset and crying. Can I bring it back? Of course.
At 8:11, I, unshowered and uncaffeinated, am having a nice chat with the 1st Grade teacher and all of my son's classmates. He was just happy to see me, gave me a big hug and kiss.
Now, I am home to get a start on my day. I have some errands to do, am making chili and chicken tenders for today's and tomorrow's dinner, plus get a jump start on some laundry.
My Monday Morning Thus Far
August 29th, 2011 at 06:40 am