Had I known what was in store, maybe I wouldn't have complained so much about my boring class. I got a call from Darby's piano teacher, who was out the last couple weeks on vacation and wanted to make up lessons. So she asked me to bring Darby back to the school at 6. Trouble was Darby had softball practice at 6:30. Neither of those would have been a big problem had I left work at a decent time. But since I left at 5:40, picked up the kids got a VERY quick bite that they ate on the way, and got back to the school just in time for Darby's lesson, things were a bit hectic. Yet even that wouldn't have been so bad were I not pulled in six directions at work in between the class and the getting out of there in a hurry. So heading out the door I was pre-frayed, only to enter directly into another fray-inducing scenario.
I'm just glad the it's all over (not that it couldn't have been worse). Unfortunately, much of what I dropped on the way out will be waiting for me with arms crossed when I get to work tomorrow.
In other kids news, we've got ourselves a miracle second straight tally-less day for both kids. Woo-hoo!
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