midgeling: life in a shoe.

The kids asked me yesterday if I would make them bacon and eggs for breakfast before school. I figured I would - no problem since their dad gets them off to school on Mondays while I finish getting ready. So I made it a point to not hit the snooze on my alarm, and I started the breakfast.

Finally, the kids are dressed and start eating. I get changed and start trying to get myself together to head off to the bus. The Murg rolls over and says "I think I am sick. Can you get the kids to school?" Um, I guess I have to. It is now 7:36 and they need to leave in 10 minutes. And I am nowhere near ready for work. And the last bus to work leaves at 8:08.

So I start rushing around, trying to get the kids ready and out the door. They drag their heels, because playing with their food is more fun. Chace drips pancake syrup all over his clean socks. I notice I have pancake batter all over the front of my work shirt. Finally, at 7:56, I get the kids out the door and in the car. School starts at 8:00, and Chace's bus comes at 8:03. There is no way in hell I am going to be able to take the bus in. I get to spend $12 on parking today!

Despite telling Kassie 4 times, she forgot to grab her backpack. So I drop Lexa off at school, and pull out of the school parking lot to see Chace's bus pull away from the curb and drive down the street. We drive home, I finish grabbing all my stuff for work, Kassie gets her backpack and we all head back out the door.

I drop Kassie off at school again. I drive Chace to his school and remind him that if he doesn't do his School Skills assignments, he has no TV or computer tonight. I didn't have time to make my coffee, so I get to spend $4 on my morning coffee so I can make it through my day. I got very little sleep last night - but that is a whole other story.

And traffic sucked. Seattle road work is a nightmare. It took me just as long to drive in as it does to take the bus. And I have to skip lunch at work today so I can come home early and take the kids to taekwondo tonight. So I get to slurp down a cup-o-noodles to hold me over until tonight.

And most of this sucky crap could have been avoided if The Murg had rolled his butt over when I first was getting up to tell me "I think I am sick. Can you get the kids to school?" But NO. He had to wait until I had already started making pancakes, eggs and bacon for breakfast.