I usually don't put any stock into Mondays being the worst day of the week, but today I totally get why people loathe, despise, and abominate Mondays. (That's a "Meet Me in St. Louis" reference, only it's about money, not Mondays...you know, in case anyone else likes that movie besides me.) When I woke up this morning, I thought to myself, "Oh boy...this is going to suck."
I didn't disappoint myself. From boys who took too long in the shower because they were just standing there, staring off into space, to boys who conveniently forgot to tell me their dad was coming to take them to breakfast before school, to forcing a kid to ride the bus just because it had only been an hour and I was already over my day...we ran the full gamut before 7:15 a.m.
My head was trying to give me some signals that it fully intended to debilitate me with a massive headache and it was starting to rain, so I laid down for a short fall nap. Only it sucked because I dreamed about being robbed at a walk-up atm with both boys present. It was totally bizarre and not worth the 45 minutes I gave it. My email refreshed and I had an email from my Spanish professor saying that class was canceled for the day due to her daughter having a stomach virus.
I get canceling because you have a sick child. Lord knows I've had to bail on tons of things because my kids (okay, usually just one of them...poor B) get sick, but so far this semester, we've missed 1/3 of our scheduled class meetings. And, to top it all off, we have our first test tomorrow. I'm not complaining, but well...it definitely isn't opportune.
Life never is. In other classes I'm totally caught up or getting there. I've put off my economics and political science classes because they are, by far, my least favorites, but I figured I should bite the bullet and get moving since Exam 1 Review has already been released. YIKES!
Monday continued to kick me in the face when B ran out to the car after school, totally thrilled about some greenish-white slime he had in a ziploc. He ate a snack and ran out to play with some friends. He came back in at the right time (points for him!), then promptly spilled said greenish-white slime all over the carpet, only by now some of it was in liquid form. Hello, roof! I'm so sorry I hit you...
I came unglued, and it pretty much snowballed until bedtime tonight. I was able to complete one of the five assignments due for my econ class, so now I only have three to go...and they aren't due until the end of the month, but this is one of those classes where I can totally get ahead if I just make myself sit down and complete it. It's not hard, I'm just not interested. Yeah, yeah, yeah...I know I should be, but it's way down there on my list of priorities.
N had batting practice tonight, so while he was in the cages, B walked the length of the practice fields, doing his nightly reading homework. I was cringing, waiting for him to get whacked by a rogue baseball or softball, but he managed 30 minutes of reading totally unscathed. I'd call that pretty impressive... While we were out there, we ran into some DCE friends, so that was the icing on the cake for B. He sure misses being in the same class as his "quesadilla" this year.
I can't wait to go to sleep and wake up to Tuesday. It's 9:30, and I'm already debating doing one more assignment or going ahead and calling it a night...
Aubs
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