Monday morning, Travis had to go to work early (as he often does in the summer to beat the heat). So, he left early and I took the girls to school (usually his job).
Our house is on the market, so I was rushing around trying to pick everything up and make sure it was presentable in case someone wanted to look. Catherine was in the girls' bathroom "helping" me clean up. I handed her a toothbrush as asked her to put it away (in hopes of keeping her busy). She looked at me, grinned, threw it in the toilet and flushed. Luckily I
Finally, we got out of the door at 7:50 (about 30 minutes after we typically should leave). I dropped the girls off, got on the bypass and ding! ding! ding! Gas light came on. So, I got off the bypass and filled up with gas. Now, I was really late.
As I was
The day just kept going about like that. I lost my car keys in Gap Kids at lunch. Drama at work. I slammed my finger in the washing machine (don't ask). Catherine threw a washcloth into the potty. The girls fought over everything...even who's hair was longer!?
Wowza! What a day it was. I was never so glad to crawl into my bed.
But, today, I am sitting on the beach, reading, playing and soaking up this wonderful life. So...I guess between the two Monday's, it's a wash! :)